Staring Down The Barrel of a 45

Listening to: 45-Shinedown
Feeling: torn
Today has gone by rather simple, but has had its lethargic melancholy effect. I woke up around 7:15 and tried going back to sleep. That didn't work and it didn't help when Tom called around 7:40. I crawled out of bed around 7:50 and grabbed breakfast. Lecture went okay today but it was slow moving. I spent most of the afternoon reading my conspiracy book for History and then I was checking my e-mail when Maryanne dropped in for dinner. We checked our schedules and found out we have 2 classes together and one class has a lab right after it. It'll be nice to be in some classes with her. It'll give me someone to talk with if I'm not in classes with any of the people I've met this year. I found out I did well on my chem exam. I'm counting down the days to be back home in my quiet room. It's like a nest for peace and quietness that I can never get enough of. True the tension in the house is choking, but my room is my sanctuary. I can spend hours sitting in my new home listening to my music and staring off into space. I have a window perch now, something I've wanted for a long time. The room is simple but calming and warm. I love waking up to my baby girl trying to get me up. True somedays I'd like to sleep in, but I will never tire of her giving me a kiss or jumping onto the bed to get me up. It's our little relationship that helps me get through a lot of the troubles in these present months. I don't have anyone to hang out with when I'm home so I spend the time working with Dad on our long list of tasks to get done this year. The room is almost finished. We're working on the remodeling and re-wiring of the upstairs. The pool will be gone by this weekend and prepare to start work on the garage. I just can't wait to go home. This week isn't going to be too stressful, but I have a big weekend coming up and I really want to get to it. I also have to go throw my newly refinished ball down the lanes at the East end. I miss letting steam off by taking it out on the pines. It's been 2 weeks since I've bowled I really crave it. *Sigh* back to the college life... -Kat- Send away for a priceless gift One not subtle, one not on the list Send away for a perfect world One not simply, so absurd In these times of doing what you're told You keep these feelings, no one knows What ever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45, Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a 45 Send a message to the unborn child Keep your eyes open for a while In a box high up on the shelf, left for you, no one else There's a piece of a puzzle known as life Wrapped in guilt, sealed up tight What ever happened to the young man's heart Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart [CHORUS] Everyone's pointing their fingers Always condemning me And nobody knows what I believe I believe [CHORUS]
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