...Then I threw up. |
Why is it that because I am so afraid of getting hurt, I in turn, hurt people around me. I will open up, and tell you my life story, but you will never see me get too close. I CHOSE to distract myself...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Dec 2008 03:28:00 GMT |
README. |
Balance.Repetition.Proposition.Mirrors.Most of all, the world is a place where parts of wholes are describedwithin an overarching paradigm of clarity and accuracy.The context in which makes possible a...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 04:13:00 GMT |
PT1: Small, Insignificant Part To The Process Of Discovery. |
I work well with analogies. Trying to find a perfect analogy to show just a part of the complex word that is: Discovery. In my mind, I see a dog. When a dog produces stool, he/she starts searching. Th...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 04:23:00 GMT |
I want your flowers |
Staring at this blank screen, watching that blinking little line tell me that time is running out. Searching my soul, thinking of words to put adequately together. So here, I scan my restless mind, Ho...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Sep 2008 06:06:00 GMT |
All of the sudden, I miss everyone. |
Everystep is a step in the same exact spot. I know the root of my pain. I understand where my insecurities come from. With knowledge of this, and knowledge of what I need to do to get better. Why do I...
Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 13:50:00 GMT |
I am still a fish... |
Realizing the good in me is being held back. Not by bad situations, or bad people, but by myself, and the fear of what I could become. I realize I am called to something greater then myself. I am call...
Posted by on Mon, 19 May 2008 19:09:00 GMT |
Like a fish, I go upstream. |
In one ear, but never out the other. Useless information filling every square inch of me. Like a balloon, I fill up, then get tied off. Never the feeling of being realeased. Why am I so afraid of noth...
Posted by on Sat, 10 May 2008 16:47:00 GMT |
It is so quiet now, |
Realizing my life is out of my hands. I throw my hands up. I place them softly behind my head, in a front lawn, staring at the sky through the trees. Not thinking of the past, not thinking of the futu...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 22:06:00 GMT |
To you |
Thought it was love breaking my heart, but its the realization that you are everything I hate. What sets me back and what I dont need. I hate what you have become, and I hate what you have done to me....
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 10:59:00 GMT |
Fool |
You drown yourself with what isnt yours, making yourself ignorant of what is in front of you. What is being given to you on a platter. Shoving out the love that someone is wanting to give, ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 13:25:00 GMT |
