He baffled me with questions that I couldn’t answer. I stood and backed up against the door, holding my coat tightly. “I don’t know. I don’t know, that’s the only answer I can give you.” I almost cried right then and there. I pulled open the door and started down the hallway. “Thank God Christmas break is soon,” I muttered to myself. I had pulled the panic cord, not knowing the words to say, not knowing how to think. And to exit was the only thing I knew how to do.
I will be happy. There won’t be pain. I’ll figure everything out, and there will be no rain. Sun will no longer be my handsome enemy, but a friend. I will be sane. Someone help me become this way, for I am not strong enough for this.
it will be winter. the cold will consume us and we will cuddle together under the wool blanket grandmother made so long ago. gabby will cry and i will mourn. it will be winter and i will regret being here. el paso ant take the money and run. i wonder why indeed i did come here. but kashta that i something i wish to peruse.
cause I am depressed
and I’m trying to be better
knowing that all that will fix it will be seeing you when I do.
seeing you whenever soon becomes tomorrow, and today.
I am unhappy but I’m trying to be stronger
knowing that I need you to make me full.
knowing that soon won’t come soon enough.
soon you will be here. You will see my view and what I live you will too. Soon I will see your messy hair criss crossing in wonderful bed head luster. Soon I will part your lips and feel your tongue, your moist, your breath
Soon I will be asleep, soon I will be rich and faithful soon will the sun set and rise, soon will everything matter, soon will nothing change for soon is too long to wait, soon makes everyone worry, soon is a hated word, soon is code for another 5 minutes, soon means nothing to everyone.
Soon and very soon we shall witness the fall of the economies of the world. Depression has once more engulf our civilization, because of the greed of selfish men, that are bend on fulling their need at the cost of world peace and harmony.
soon you’ll be dead
washed up and used
just like every one before you
i see the emptiness you’re trying to fill
girl you know the poisonous kiss wont do
it only deepens each wound
protruding the pain with new venom
you’re only going to lose
Soon they were surrounded by their worst enemies.
“Oh god, what are we gonna do?” Liz asked Conner desperately.
“Well, what other choice do we have? We’ll have to surrender…” He sighed sadly.
Liz hesitated before dropping her sword, she knew he was right.
Soon.
Soon is
tomorrow.
Soon is tonight.
Soon is five minutes from now.
Soon there will be snow.
Soon the feelings
of November will
have gone
away.
The teary-eyes
and red-blotched skin
will fade away.
Soon.
“We’ll be there soon,” she said. That’s what she always said, but as usual, it wasn’t true. Soon, in her way of thinking implied something like in the next few hours, before the event is over. Rarely within the next few minutes did she ever arrive.
Soon I’ll be asleep. Least that’s what they tell me. Insomnia can only last for so long, they say. Soon I wont care. Either fall asleep or die, soon I’ll die.
Soon, soon, soon.I know my son will be home soon. He’s only four hours past his curfew. Soon, soon, soon. He has to be okay. He has to be here soon. He is my life. He has to be safe.
Soon as I went to the bathroom I looked myself in the mirror that I walked out. Soon as I walked out I wanted to go to the kitchen, so I went, went to the fridge and saw nothing. Than I was upset, sad, and hungry.
Soon the wind will wash across my face like the gentle streams pouring from the windows of my soul. Soon to be loved, yet soon to be forgotten. I will never let go of you my Beloved proclaims the King. I will never let you go.
Soon, he said. We knew we had to part but soon we would be together again. Our love would be spread across the vast world that would be the distance between us but for every moment that would pass our love would grow stronger. Like a connection between us too. So I knew it wasn’t bad, just…soon.
Soon I will be leaving again. I will be gone. My soul will be with me but not for long for my Creator, the sustainer of my entire being will return to His creation again and we will be united with Him. It will be beautiful. It will be wonderful. It will be marvelous. I will be able to breathe again.
soon i will do more, soon i will be come the person im suppose to be. soon you can be proud of me., soon ill make something of mysellf. soon is never enough, soon never comes quick enough. you always say soon, and you always disappoint.
There is nothing left but the single thought of it. Soon. Soon. Soon it will happen. Soon this will all be over. I paced restlessly. It will all be over soon. Soon. Soon. And my mind faded into that one singular word, relentlessly barraging my mind.
I’d like to be over my ex.
I’d like to not depend on my parents.
I’d like to feel good about myself again.
I’d like to feel like myself again.
I’d like to be happy.
I will soon have o go o bed or finish this essay i need to have comlpleed by tomorrow. Everything is happening to fast. I need more time to right this. 2014 is coming up and i really need to get my shit together.
It is too soon to forget your face lying beneath a sheet closed to me forever and your hands still tied down so the tube that kept your dying words secret still too soon.
Soon she will be here. I don’t know exactly when. I just know that soon she will be here in my arms and our lips will touch once more. She’ll have that sly smile, that inquisitive searching on her face, wondering how i’ve been and how my novel is coming along. And I will smile and tell her simply, wonderful. Wonderful, just like you are.
i will see you soon i hope, soon is the time when you will be near,
soon like the night in the morning, soon like the dawn at night, soon like when you want to fall asleep, soon like it will be okay, soon it will be another day, soon you will be gone, and so will i, and these words will live on on stumbleupon for the world to stumble by
As the air plane lifted off the ground, a wave of relief washed over me. I could forget about everything that happened the last five months. As the land faded farther and farther away, I was content thinking about how I would be home very soon
As the airplane lifted from the ground, I felt at peace. Everything that had happened the last five months was vanishing inn the distance. And as it faded farther away, the memories fled my mind. I knew that soon I would be home
Too soon I had to leave you. Youll never know how much I miss you baby brother. It kills me that the last time you saw me was when she was trying to kill me. Do you know how much that memory stings me? How much it hurts to know that you went to your grave with that being the last memory you had of me? I love you more than I knew when you were alive.
In time. Close at hand. On the way. Closer and closer. Time is drawing near. A word that makes you hang on to it. It’s coming. It’s waiting for you. The moment in time that isn’t far away. It’s mysterious. There’s endless possibilities as to when it might be.
soon
i will see you
and i will smile
because you speak to me of mornings
fresh clementines
and lye
the darkest blood on the fleshiest body
you speak to me
again
but not soon enough. the word soon represents different things for different people, depending on their age, status etc, which all have an effect on their level of patience. for me, soon can be any amount of time, as i am willing to wait.
The anticipation is frightening. The ground shakes and your eyes flit back and forth. Soon, soon, the world whispers. How soon? How much longer do you have to wait until you can experience what is coming and get on with your life? How long will you have to live in this world of pause….the word soon echoing through your head?
He baffled me with questions that I couldn’t answer. I stood and backed up against the door, holding my coat tightly. “I don’t know. I don’t know, that’s the only answer I can give you.” I almost cried right then and there. I pulled open the door and started down the hallway. “Thank God Christmas break is soon,” I muttered to myself. I had pulled the panic cord, not knowing the words to say, not knowing how to think. And to exit was the only thing I knew how to do.
Soon I will part your lips and feel your tongue, your moist, your breath. Soon is not soon enough. The heat of your skin will warm my cheeks, soon.
I will be happy. There won’t be pain. I’ll figure everything out, and there will be no rain. Sun will no longer be my handsome enemy, but a friend. I will be sane. Someone help me become this way, for I am not strong enough for this.
it will be winter. the cold will consume us and we will cuddle together under the wool blanket grandmother made so long ago. gabby will cry and i will mourn. it will be winter and i will regret being here. el paso ant take the money and run. i wonder why indeed i did come here. but kashta that i something i wish to peruse.
cause I am depressed
and I’m trying to be better
knowing that all that will fix it will be seeing you when I do.
seeing you whenever soon becomes tomorrow, and today.
I am unhappy but I’m trying to be stronger
knowing that I need you to make me full.
knowing that soon won’t come soon enough.
soon you will be here. You will see my view and what I live you will too. Soon I will see your messy hair criss crossing in wonderful bed head luster. Soon I will part your lips and feel your tongue, your moist, your breath
Soon I will be asleep, soon I will be rich and faithful soon will the sun set and rise, soon will everything matter, soon will nothing change for soon is too long to wait, soon makes everyone worry, soon is a hated word, soon is code for another 5 minutes, soon means nothing to everyone.
Soon and very soon we shall witness the fall of the economies of the world. Depression has once more engulf our civilization, because of the greed of selfish men, that are bend on fulling their need at the cost of world peace and harmony.
soon you’ll be dead
washed up and used
just like every one before you
i see the emptiness you’re trying to fill
girl you know the poisonous kiss wont do
it only deepens each wound
protruding the pain with new venom
you’re only going to lose
Soon they were surrounded by their worst enemies.
“Oh god, what are we gonna do?” Liz asked Conner desperately.
“Well, what other choice do we have? We’ll have to surrender…” He sighed sadly.
Liz hesitated before dropping her sword, she knew he was right.
He stepped onto the ship.
“See you soon.”
“See you.”
But I never did.
My eyes kept on darting back and forth between his face and the clock. He noticed. Taking my hand, he assured me, “Soon, dear. Soon.”
Soon.
Soon is
tomorrow.
Soon is tonight.
Soon is five minutes from now.
Soon there will be snow.
Soon the feelings
of November will
have gone
away.
The teary-eyes
and red-blotched skin
will fade away.
Soon.
“We’ll be there soon,” she said. That’s what she always said, but as usual, it wasn’t true. Soon, in her way of thinking implied something like in the next few hours, before the event is over. Rarely within the next few minutes did she ever arrive.
i sit in his office everyday thinking… its the waiting that really bothers me… “you can go in soon…” no god damn it i want to go in NOW!!!
but i have to wait.
Soon I’ll be asleep. Least that’s what they tell me. Insomnia can only last for so long, they say. Soon I wont care. Either fall asleep or die, soon I’ll die.
Soon, soon, soon.I know my son will be home soon. He’s only four hours past his curfew. Soon, soon, soon. He has to be okay. He has to be here soon. He is my life. He has to be safe.
Soon as I went to the bathroom I looked myself in the mirror that I walked out. Soon as I walked out I wanted to go to the kitchen, so I went, went to the fridge and saw nothing. Than I was upset, sad, and hungry.
Soon the wind will wash across my face like the gentle streams pouring from the windows of my soul. Soon to be loved, yet soon to be forgotten. I will never let go of you my Beloved proclaims the King. I will never let you go.
Soon, he said. We knew we had to part but soon we would be together again. Our love would be spread across the vast world that would be the distance between us but for every moment that would pass our love would grow stronger. Like a connection between us too. So I knew it wasn’t bad, just…soon.
Soon I will be leaving again. I will be gone. My soul will be with me but not for long for my Creator, the sustainer of my entire being will return to His creation again and we will be united with Him. It will be beautiful. It will be wonderful. It will be marvelous. I will be able to breathe again.
Soon many things will occur. I will graduate. Move out. Stat college. Start life. Soon is too close for comfort.
soon i will do more, soon i will be come the person im suppose to be. soon you can be proud of me., soon ill make something of mysellf. soon is never enough, soon never comes quick enough. you always say soon, and you always disappoint.
There is nothing left but the single thought of it. Soon. Soon. Soon it will happen. Soon this will all be over. I paced restlessly. It will all be over soon. Soon. Soon. And my mind faded into that one singular word, relentlessly barraging my mind.
I’d like to be over my ex.
I’d like to not depend on my parents.
I’d like to feel good about myself again.
I’d like to feel like myself again.
I’d like to be happy.
I’d like to make myself happy.
I will soon have o go o bed or finish this essay i need to have comlpleed by tomorrow. Everything is happening to fast. I need more time to right this. 2014 is coming up and i really need to get my shit together.
It is too soon to forget your face lying beneath a sheet closed to me forever and your hands still tied down so the tube that kept your dying words secret still too soon.
Soon she will be here. I don’t know exactly when. I just know that soon she will be here in my arms and our lips will touch once more. She’ll have that sly smile, that inquisitive searching on her face, wondering how i’ve been and how my novel is coming along. And I will smile and tell her simply, wonderful. Wonderful, just like you are.
i will see you soon i hope, soon is the time when you will be near,
soon like the night in the morning, soon like the dawn at night, soon like when you want to fall asleep, soon like it will be okay, soon it will be another day, soon you will be gone, and so will i, and these words will live on on stumbleupon for the world to stumble by
As the air plane lifted off the ground, a wave of relief washed over me. I could forget about everything that happened the last five months. As the land faded farther and farther away, I was content thinking about how I would be home very soon
As the airplane lifted from the ground, I felt at peace. Everything that had happened the last five months was vanishing inn the distance. And as it faded farther away, the memories fled my mind. I knew that soon I would be home
Something that is about to happen.
Soon everything will be over.
Soon my world will end.
Soon I will let you go.
sixty seconds, twenty decants, give me reason, more reflection, mirrors moorings, may/december, romance makes me want to
Too soon I had to leave you. Youll never know how much I miss you baby brother. It kills me that the last time you saw me was when she was trying to kill me. Do you know how much that memory stings me? How much it hurts to know that you went to your grave with that being the last memory you had of me? I love you more than I knew when you were alive.
It happens so fast. That thing where time isn’t exact. Mysterious in it’s use. An excuse for procrastinators. When time is up.
In time. Close at hand. On the way. Closer and closer. Time is drawing near. A word that makes you hang on to it. It’s coming. It’s waiting for you. The moment in time that isn’t far away. It’s mysterious. There’s endless possibilities as to when it might be.
soon
i will see you
and i will smile
because you speak to me of mornings
fresh clementines
and lye
the darkest blood on the fleshiest body
you speak to me
again
but not soon enough. the word soon represents different things for different people, depending on their age, status etc, which all have an effect on their level of patience. for me, soon can be any amount of time, as i am willing to wait.
The anticipation is frightening. The ground shakes and your eyes flit back and forth. Soon, soon, the world whispers. How soon? How much longer do you have to wait until you can experience what is coming and get on with your life? How long will you have to live in this world of pause….the word soon echoing through your head?
soon i’ll be me
soon i’ll realize that this is the real life
soon i’ll realize that this is not fantasy