[Mark] on clouds of sleep

loose writing idea...dont know where I'm going with it.

So in this state, I can see everything. birds, trees, clouds, green. Its all right here. In front of me. I thought it was gone, but my senses must have been wrong. How can something as real as this ...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Jan 2009 22:59:00 GMT

i am terrible at rhyming.

i am undiscovered and empty,awoken by a sleepless past.try not to hold this against me,undecided hope at last.speak unclear of something nearing,another notion of a thoughtless task.we are the only ...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Jan 2009 01:01:00 GMT

paralysis in between stages.

this recurring loss of feeling upon falling asleep.waking up immobile by utter silence and fear.a scream is lost within itself...and I'm left staring at the ceiling.a feeling of complete static confus...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 04:30:00 GMT

ksdklsadlkjasldnsjk

and then i lost what i had become so attached to...i really feel like the hole had been there since the start...i just covered it up...over and over again...except now...i have nothing left to left to...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Nov 2008 06:47:00 GMT

would you look at that... 4:05am

i dont belong here....i just don't belong.maybe i'll find a place, somewhere far and safe.a place to rest my headaches. maybe i'll fall asleep.you could find me there. i just don't belong here.
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 09:05:00 GMT

3:57am........

you sit and wait inside your dark cornerthinking of whats left between your eyes"i'm tired and i can't see straight"its your world that you can't seem to hide...i'm sorry to say what you're happy to h...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Sep 2008 08:57:00 GMT

between the carpet and the celling, ill be sinking.

soon i'll be floating on top of the clouds.a distant satellite amoung the useless.an empty space of false excitment.i could imagine it now, but at this height anythings possible.maybe trying to be tha...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 06:30:00 GMT

screw you 4am

myspace is like an ice cream cone that fell on the ground but i picked it up and ate it anyways and got sick and almost died.anyways....im gonna sleep because im pretty sure any hope of anyth...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 09:00:00 GMT

december 6th, 2008 random shit i wrote down

...everyday when i wake up...I start with such promise. But at some point, I get to thinking about the position of everything...where am i actually going? What if theres something wrong with me, somet...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 05:42:00 GMT

more shitty poetry

don't worry, I gave up on fear when i feel asleep.it doesn't matter when i wake up, as long as i dream.make sure to hold on tight,maybe i will actually be afraid this time.if i suddenly appear somewhe...
Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 22:01:00 GMT