how one moment could stand forever |
Naught but a restless surge of involuntary thoughts relapse in my imagination. It's amazing how one can linger a lifetime over simple single separate memories when the cause of the memory is no longer...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 02:13:00 GMT |
intertwined. |
Eyes are made for seeing, not crying.Ears are made for listening, not ignoring.Mouths are made for speaking, not insulting.Hands are made for holding, not hurting.
I am made for you.You are made for m...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 23:36:00 GMT |
I dont. |
"Do you trust me?" his voice hummed. It was hard and cold, but it had the smallest aftertaste of hope as he said it.
The words cut through me, and I felt my heart sink down to the tips of my toe...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:11:00 GMT |
Well I was...it was you. |
I was;Hopelessly helpless in the spell of your intelligencestill suspended in the restraints of your heartFree falling into the strength of your armsas I'm lost looking through your thoughts.
But stil...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 00:47:00 GMT |
False Hope |
That age-old sweater. I suppose every string must come unwound, every bind becomes unbound. Through time, tear, and wear, just sitting there, dust collects. You know it's lingered there. You pass it b...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Sep 2008 00:33:00 GMT |
to lose this race to time. |
The hole in your stomach masks the pain accelerating in your blood. The clock is a runner, Runner 14. He's in the lead, and I, adjacent to him. A thud in my chest pounds harder and...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 07:31:00 GMT |
safety in rememberance. |
She lay there, eyes closed, ears open. Silence should never be this loud. It almost hurts. Sin should never feel this tempting. It's dangerous. She felt his lips, gliding on her neck. Every sensation ...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 00:35:00 GMT |
sand |
My blue bucket, your red shovel. A place for you to fill with all your findings. A place for you to throw all your emotional baggage so you can walk freely, nothing to weigh you down. And it took me s...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 18:59:00 GMT |
BubbleGum |
Lip gloss, eye liner,mascara, boys finer.Daddy's girl, bubble gum,flip your hair, then play dumb.Fake smiles, teacher's pets,dirty looks, verbal threats.Low cut, hip huggers,smoking, drinking, bad boy...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 17:01:00 GMT |
just thoughts. |
often times we are burdened
often times we are hurt
often times we don't understand these things
that we swore we could avert.
&nbs...
Posted by on Sun, 27 May 2007 10:20:00 GMT |
