Not on a Tuesday. |
I realized today what unconditional love is. I never believed it before, never felt it before. But today I realized. I know what it really means. I know it exists.Love is not an emotion only for the w... Posted by dθll on Wed, 07 May 2008 06:11:00 PST |
Emptier than 0. |
I watch as the parasites eat their home. Eat it to the bone. I've given them this feast, built everything up just to have it torn down by the same hands. The inability to distinguish dirt from bruises... Posted by dθll on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 05:49:00 PST |
+0, -0. Back to the start./Friendly fire. |
Story behind these: These were written last September. The 'inspiration' for these was a girl who decided to take her psychotic and immature jealousy out on me, because she was having problems with a ... Posted by dθll on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 10:37:00 PST |
Silence in numbers. |
We are the one you will always forget. We are the one who speaks inaudibly. We are the one whose words fall on dead ears. We are the one who remembers. We are the one seen and not heard. We are the on... Posted by dθll on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 03:04:00 PST |
It comes in waves. [Kristallnacht Ithaca] |
I’m the one you’ll never fear. At worst, I’m harmless. Can’t eat an animal but I’d kill your world in a heartbeat. It only takes one to make it all disappear. We know thi... Posted by dθll on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 07:15:00 PST |
It was a Tuesday. |
It was a Tuesday and my cat died. My cat finally succumbed to her disease. So don’t ask me who Calypso is, don’t ask me why I miss her. You know. But you don’t understand. You couldn... Posted by dθll on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 05:19:00 PST |
st[r]ing. |
A string without end. The butterflies in your stomach have been caught in your throat. A net of restraint, keeping you from saying what you want. Timid, weak little things they are. You wouldn’t... Posted by dθll on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:00:00 PST |
I guess its not really Tuesdays... |
It's just the second day of the week. Because over the weekend the terrible ways of the week seem to become distant, and when Monday comes, you don't think it will be as bad as it is. Then it hits you... Posted by dθll on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 12:06:00 PST |
Another Tuesday. |
Forced to kneel down and wash in my own spit. My mouth is a graveyard. You drove me to this, and now you want me to back away from the edge? I should jump, just out of spite. Posted by dθll on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 11:30:00 PST |
Something that happens between Monday night and Tuesday morning |
A layer is worn away. Something changes, fades. A wall is torn down. A flood of tears to drown myself in. Simultaneously, feeling nothing. Telling myself how horrible I am.It's only the fragile ones t... Posted by dθll on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 08:44:00 PST |