Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die. - Ants Marching, Dave Matthews Band Usually there's already a song out there that pretty much sums up whats going on in my head. Luckily this time, its a pretty kick ass song... and I will probably kill myself the day One Direction sing a song that sums up whats in my head.

It surprises me that no one can hear my mind scream. I hear it loud and clear, one day my voice will follow. No one hears the arguments, the debates, the eternal repetition. They don’t crave silence. They don’t hate silence. It’s all in my mind. And I am surprised that my mind has let me get this far. ...

Would you like some space to yourself? Or space to rest your head? The space between us is more than an arms length, or a flight of fancy. Space travel was never my thing. I could hardly face any space without you. Your need for space was inconsistent with your need for me. Your need for space was incompatible ...

I stabbed him 9 times and he didn't notice. I think I could do it again but I threw my knife away. There were 9 hymns, I remember. The chorus rings in my ears, and my head can’t let them go. 9 times it was, that he died. But like Pinocchio, he walks and talks. If I were a ...

I miss the 90's. The music was better, life was less complicated. I was skinny, my skin was so smooth. Sure, the big glasses and generally gawkiness ensured that I spent most of the 90's being insecure. I worried about my mom letting me shave my legs, and when my boobs would finally make an appearance. By the late ...

Sometimes it's great to be able to finally say - 'fuck this shit, I am a grown up, and I can do whatever I want.' That's not always the case though. It's not easy to just decide it's time for a new career, or go travelling for a year, or stay home all day and get stoned. As you get ...

The confusion in their eyes when I am what I am, Turns me against the world and me. As I cower in a corner of myself, And as you tell me about love, I wish I were anything but me. The one who knows how to hurt and be hurt, The one who is strong, the one who cries, ...

I'm still around, jetlagged and tired after my trip back home. The vacation was completely awesome, with the added benefit that the hubby bonded with the niece, loves SL and wants to go back later this year. As usual, I am left wondering if my place is here, or if I should move back. This freezing weather doesn't help at ...

Remember last January, when there was so much hope for the new year, and you made all those resolutions? Did you ever keep any of them? I am proud to say that, for the second time in my life, I have actually kept a new year's resolution. To be honest, the first time doesn't really count cos it was to ...

Christmas trees, Christmas decor, Christmas shopping, Christmas food, Christmas projects, Christmas holidays, and Christmas weather. Not to forget - Christmas gifts! All this might sound the perfect recipe for a grumpy, stressed and cold me. But I am actually loving it. Except for the cold, I don't ever feel warm here. After about six years I am finally going to ...

Why do people fall in love? 9 times out of 10 things get screwed up, and you are left picking up the pieces, and trying to make sense of things. I always hated the unanswered questions - the "why's?", the "did he, or didn't he", the "wtf happened?!" I was looking through some of my poems and came across the ...

Happiness is so transient. After my brief interlude of peace, it's been an extra stressy week. I did something that I always tend to do, and I let things get the better of me till I kinda explode. I really need to learn how to breathe when things annoy me. I think I am a bit of a perfectionist, or ...

Bloody hell. Where has this year gone? But then I guess I say that every year. Even though the early months of the year were a bit sucky, it's turned out not to be a terrible year actually. I am looking forward to December, and I am actually looking forward to life in general. After a long time of agonising ...

Am I walking in circles? I’ve seen this scene - It’s right before the magic is stripped away. There should be a sign - “Beware, pain pending.” I’ve seen you peel off layer after layer of all my delusional illusions. Your face is just another mask in your armoury of disguise. You walked me in circles till I was dizzy ...

I am seriously finding it hard to find the time to do anything that's personally constructive these days. You know, like writing, drawing, heck - even reading. Work has been extremely taxing lately. Everything from balancing 5 big projects, to dealing with friction in the team. I actually miss the old job, and the old team, and feeling like I ...

The extremely talented St. Fallen has said that he likes one of my poems (Choices). It's an awesome feeling when someone says anything complimentary about my poetry, so I am extremely chuffed that he has chosen it to be featured on the Annasi & Kadalagotu Poetry Pilau fb page. As I don't live in SL anymore, I haven't been to ...

The door was always wide open for you. You came and went, only to surprise me by creeping in unannounced. I never minded, sweeping up after you. But somehow, I was left always waiting, always wanting. Never venturing outside in case you might visit. Today, time ran out for you, and started for me. The sun was shining and I ...

I hate it when I think I am over something and then a situation occurs and I know that I am still going through the process of getting over it. It's also disconcerting to know that sometimes I just can't control the initial emotions I have when dealing with some situations. Anger, hurt, frustration - they can all just consume ...

It simmers. I glance at his eyes, his lips, his clenched fists. I question his control. A tiny push - right there. And I am the one who stumbles. It’s ok. I get it. I know that sometimes control is out of the question. I take it. It is mine, as he is mine. It is just sounds. Sheer, ...

2 am Do these seconds really matter? As they scurry past me, A second, so big so small Not really a second at all. I’ve wasted so much time. Reliving and feeling, Not really seeing, Never really believing. Will I be wasting more seconds With this eternal debate? A second sparks choice, decision And everything else I hate And ...

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