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Experience is Everything and NothingEverything that has happened or will happen was meant to happen;However nothing was meant to last forever, even if it was intended to.So live life like you meant to do everything that you did do or intend to do.And don't worry if you or anyone else doesn't understand why everything happened.Just be thankful that you lived long enough to experience it all.
All of These ChangesIt was a big day and a little day.Something's didn't really change at all,and something's changed very little,and something's changed in a really big way...but all of these changesare for right now temporary until things change again.To put it any simpler than this, changes were madeand changes for right now were made...but to just call them changes would be best then tocall them good or bad changes at all.I suppose that there's many positive ways at looking at today,but for right now the best thing that could be said about today is thatit's over and tomorrow looks much more hopeful than today had managed to be.
Let Go Hold OnEverything that matters or should matter let it goEvery person that ever loved you or will love you let them goEvery dream or wish you've ever had let them all goEvery wrong you never corrected just let goEvery hurt you ever felt or will know let them goEvery joy you may bring to others that brought joy to you let them all
goGiving up is easyBut holding onto all that is dear to you or that you'll ever care forIs what sets us apart from those that just give up and those that refuse to walk away
Master The ImpossibleMaster The ImpossiblePay complete attention to nothingand pay no attention to everything.And if you can do both at the same time,then you've managed to master the impossible.
My Life In a NutshellMy Life In a NutshellI (That's just another word for me.)I tried to reason with myself today.I lost.Reason won.I didn't give you a fair chance to run before you fell in love with me.By the way, why did you fall in love with me?Or did you trip over the last heart you broke and land in my arms?I saw the truth today.It wasn't pretty.Ditto.Yesterday I had a dream.You lost me.I found me.The world use to look so dim.Oh wait, there's the light switch.Damn, the light just burned out!The future looks so bright.No wait, that's just car headlights.I think I died and went to...Ah crap!Not you again.Weren't you here last year?I just started a new lease on life.My credit score is above average.Oops! I just read it backwards.My mom use to say: Be whatever you want.Mom I want to be adopted, just kidding.My mom said: I want to be taken serious, just not too serious.I wish I knew.That's it, I just wish I knew.Well that and many other things.N
Shadowy MemoriesShadowy MemoriesMy past is a shadow,It goes wherever I goAnd when I die,My shadow will danceIn the light of the world no more.
skinny lovegave into skinny lovesneaking shy smilestrying his best not tokiss her wine-stained lips…& myhow she makes you happygive her more to drinkhow she loves her rum & cokeand she’d really like to dancewhile he’s never soberfrom her sweet lovestill in skinny lovewaiting to hold hertrying not tolook into her eyesthey’re too lovely…& myoh how you make her smilejust a little more to drinkalways has rum & coke to sparenever unsoberfrom her sweet, sweetskinny love.
the heart of a quiet girlbrown skin matches such raven hair& so it hangs frail like autumn leavesshe drips sorrow holdingviolet felt cosmos in her eyescarries herself so stiff& some wonder why she is so quiet(for that is her strongest sound)
NaPoWriMo: Day 2sometimes,i have thissudden urge to cutmy hair.most of the time,i just wish I were anythingother than me.a rocket ship, a bird-the sweet flavored smokeI promised my girlfriendthese briar patch lungswould not in.hale.instead,i have fallen in lovewith the strangest of things-eyes that intimidategodless boys.the way my scarsplay hide and seekwith her hands. -the love lettersthat start and endwith kissespressed against limbs.i make promisesi know i can not keep.but if i were a liari would say i was tiredof writing to the stars.
United, We WriteHear me read it0hgravity, if by some divine fortune you should decide that today is the day you will fail me, then let me soar through the ChemicalSkyline. Grant me a-lovely-anxiety that raises a storm InTheStarryNightSky for me to riseandbe above all else. Let me soar.How I long to be the frail rider-on-the-storm and not a victim of the RoamingShadow, Rogue-Of-The-Night, that BlackVelvetNightmare of my nights and days. I long
NaPoWriMo: Day 8I was toldto slice through the thickestof scar tissue this evening.Let all my inner demonsfall to the floor& write them outin my own black blood.It’s not red anymore,even though needles& the bruiseslaid out like war-landson my armssay otherwise.I don’t think it ever was,honestly.Therapeutic,they said.My mind is a messof free versed insecurities,cat’s eye marbles,& untamed forest fires-but,I still don’t have the nerveto slice open my skin& bleed for her.
when i had seasons in little handsto dance without the patter of rainwas the summer within its sun to holdcrept in a song of stars
I wish I had more time..I was going to send this in a note in private to you.. but then I thought. Why should I hide these feelings and thoughts from the world? I am not ashamed or embarassed by my feelings So although I don't have any beautiful lines of poetry to make your heart melt and sing with joy and I don't have any dazzling gifts to give you. I will do my best to make my ordinary every day words do the same.I was thinking of you today; how your smile warms my heart.. and how your laugh makes me smile. How I get lost in your eyes each time I look into them, how your voice calms the storms in my heart and quiets the voices in my head. Because when you speak, You have my full attention and nothing will break it. Because there is nothing more important in my world than you. Nothing at all.And while lost in my thoughts for you, I couldn't help but wonder..How long will we be together?Will we be happily married?Will we have children together?Long walks and talks about our lives?Romantic even
Raven on a Silent ShoreOnce upon a summer's evening, while the sunlight hours were weaning,Nothing stirred the radiant sunset spread across the lakeside shore.Here no whispering wind was playing, not a blade of grass was swaying,Only was a silence braying quiet future held in store.Where the corpses lay a silence echoed future held in store: Thoughtless silence, evermore.Faces tell of "Fire!" of Death's kiss, bodies cold, wide-eyed, and breathless;Products, in this dying light, of yet another glorious war.Then the shade began revoking Nature's silence with its croaking,Spurning peace by slowly choking perished spirits on this shore.Bearing sacred truth the Raven swallows spirits on this shore: With the maxim, Nevermore.
Ghost LoverI'm holding myself back,I am not going anywhere in life.I have no direction at all,No wind propelling my sails;Everything is deathly quiet.He's nowhere to be seen,I can't be with him physically,Strong water separates us.At times I feel I'm waitingFor him to break my heart.Empty promises like before,Everyone else is doing so muchBetter than what I've done.Some are married with childrenWhile I haven't got that at all.The distance is suffocating me;No guidance, no acceptance andCertainly no chance in us.Why am I holding tightly ontoA relationship that isn't there?There's no way of being together,We're just merely fooling ourselvesInto believing what is not true.I know he is not welcomed andHe has nobody's approval anymore.I sometimes yearn for more,Actually holding someone in my armsAnd to be able to see them each day.He is never going to provide meWith that choice no matter what.Everything is not going to plan,Everyone is telling me he has to go.He was eng
I Am Not GreatI am the catalyst through which others become great,The back board that earns them the winning shot.I am but the creek that runs beside the road of fate,Granting its trav'lers relief from their lot.I am the dull grey that plainly lays in the background,Illuminating their smallest twinkles.I am the endless harmony, the less than known soundThat brightens the tone of sonant wrinkles.So come and find me still here waiting for your glory,Waiting for a time when I am needed.I will let you make me the paper of your story,The stone to weather time; to hold your lead.Let me give you inspiration, carry out your dreams,And experience the glow of winningIn the way that has been set for me, the shade t'your gleam;And let me stop wishing the world should be burning.
Rape VictimFractured heartBeyond emotional repair;All that I feel is aChill within my soul.The mere image of youLingers like a strong stench.Must you always be soObnoxious and unforgiving?Not only do you enslave me, youStrike me down to the floor.The bruises glows neon blue,Enforcing your supreme conquest;Raping me again and again.
Mask of InsanityBehind His Mask,Mask of Insanity.He Is Suffering.He wants to be free.Behind His Dark eyes,Eyes of Insanity.Lies so much more.Lies what he wishes to be.Behind his crackled voice,Voice of insanity.Is the real him.Is the truth you can't see.Behind His Mask,Mask of insanity.He is suffering.He will never be free.
Cowards Way OutDid you really think,That taking the cowards way out,Would prove anything,Except all of our worst fears?Did you even think,About the ones that you have now?And the pain that you'd bring,If you were to leave them all here...?Do you really think,You're life is just so horribly unbearable,That you need to take this knife,And do something you know is terrible?!How many times,Have I told you it isn't worth it?How selfish of you,To expect your life to be picture perfect.
Dinner In a TombShe always did love pomegranates.She didn't know I'd poisoned them, when I left them on the table when she came to retrieve her belongings. She didn't know I'd already found a new place, that I'd set her a trap, a plan to bring her here, down, down into the catacombs that are now my kingdom.She stares at me now, dark circles beneath wide, empty eyes. I offer her another seed."Come now, my dear. Do have something to eat. You look deathly pale." I flash her a grin she ignores.I butter bread and place it in her cold hand. "I've arranged this feast, just for the two of us, and you haven't even the good graces to eat it?" Her blue lips offer no excuses for her rudeness.The bread slips from her hand. I retrieve it, curl her fingers around the crusty edge. "Try again, darling. You'll get the hang of it."I brush golden curls back from her bloodless face."I told you you'd never escape me. My hell is your hell, my love."
HateI hate youbecause I love youI hate youbecause you were my friendI hate youbecause I trusted youI hate youbecause you leftI hate myselfFor letting you go
Bacon and EggsBacon and EggsIf I should ever live to seeThe end of the world by one hundred and threeAnd know the sound that it makesWhen it breaksI hope it sounds like bacon and eggs.