Jon (lyricdragon145) wrote, @ 2005-02-27 03:12:00

night sounds
so it's like 3 am here. and i wonder why i'm stupidly doing this. i'm at a net cafe, 20 minutes away from my house. i don't wanna go home. i wanna sleep here, or sleep somewhere. just not at home. i love being in the streets. the night aroma of jasmine, or plumaria is so nice.
and since i'm not varying the beginning of my sentences, i must be tired.

so.

i'm here.

you know those images that you see that you never forget? tonight i was walking the streets of downtown auckland. we passed by a "massage" parlor. and i'll never forget the three girls, probably not too much older than i, sitting on the sidewalk. just sitting. on break, i assume, but sitting, and doing nothing.

so this is the first time i see a prostitute up close.

i felt so sad. so terribly sad inside. it was as if there was no hope, no love for them. no one cared - we all just walked by, pretending not to see. one sat alone, smoking. another sat with the third's head on her lap. sleeping on the street. dresed kinda like they were clubbing, but you coudl tell. their vacant stares were like looking through a telescope to hell's aftermath. nothingness and void. frightening. very frightening.

have a night guys. i dont' know if i will.

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