A retreat to ahtiow cave

When I strap my helmet on
I'll be long gone
'Cause I've been dying to leave
Yeah, I'll ride the range and hide all my loose change
In my bedroom

'Cause riding a dirtbike down a turnpike
Always takes it's toll on me

I've had just about enough
Of quote, "diamonds in the rough"
Because my backbone is paper thin
Get me out of this cavern
Or I'll cave in

If the bombs go off
The sun will still be shining
Because we've heard it said that every mushroom cloud
Has a silver lining (Though I'm always undermining too deep to know)



Swallow a drop of gravel and blacktop
'Cause the road tastes like wintergreen
The wind and the rain smell of oil and octane
Mixed with stale gasoline

I'll soak up the sound trying to sleep on the wet ground
I'll get ten minutes give-or-take
'Cause I just don't foresee myself getting drowsy
When cold integrity keeps me wide awake
Get me out of this cavern
Or I'll cave in

I'll keep my helmet on just in case my head caves in
'Cause if my thoughts collapse or my framework snaps
It'll make a mess like you wouldn't believe
Tie my handlebars to the stars so I stay on track

And if my intentions stray
I'll wrench them away
Then I'll take my leave and I won't even look back
I won't even look back

12th August 2010

Been reading my previous few posts, realised how much I have abandoned the blog. And that reminds me of how much I abandoned my feelings inside as well, and the love and promises that I made with myself for her.

Last 2 months has been a fucking roller coaster ride for me and for her. We were thrown everywhere, smacked into everything, sometimes in the same direction, sometimes total opposites, sometimes alone, sometimes we dont even know what was what.

In my efforts to be the strong one for the both of us, I have gave up some other things. And it's only right for me to pull myself back and be the one that she loves.....and in doing so, she too, will be back to her own self, back to be the one that I love (I know, loving someone means to love her no matter what, when and how. Yet, I am not perfect, so, yeah, sometimes I can't stand it when she is not being herself) and need.

Love,
ahtiow