Chaos logs


"Smile . . . tomorrow will be worse."
The Murphy Philosophy

"If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something."

"Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse."
Murphy's Laws

Sunday, September 28, 2003

Hollow inside
All the tender words
All the love inside
But still it’s all so hollow

Like a stormy night
Like a huge black hole
And all that’s left is sorrow

I think my heart is dying
Who’s to thanks and who’s to blame
I need someone to help me fast
I feel my soul is crying
Ain’t there anyone who could ease the pain
I might be going down at last