Hodge Podge and other random shit. . . Did I say sounding board? I should have. |
As I sit here eating yet another heart attack plum I'm aware of just how real life can be. I can make bubbleworld but without fun and fluff, they don't float. Sort of like taking a shit and a lack of ... Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 14:45:00 GMT |
Insomnia and the crazy shit that goes through my mind. |
I can't sleep at night. I've never really had the pleasure of regulated sleep. I've tried everything. I even went to a sleep clinic. All I found out there was that Ambien is a lot of fun but unfortuna... Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 00:36:00 GMT |
Chaos |
It occurs to me that no matter who we are today, who we were last week or last year or even five years ago still remains. It's confusing to me. I thought that making changes in our lives as we grow ol... Posted by on Sun, 23 Nov 2008 19:07:00 GMT |
Mystery |
Happiness is hard to find, when sought by the lost and emotionally blind.
I wish I had the power in me, to find the path or at least the key.
At least then I'd have hope but it all remains a mystery.
... Posted by on Sun, 23 Nov 2008 18:34:00 GMT |
How I Feel RIGHT NOW! |
Just a short poem from my unyielding insomnia!
Outside is raining but I feel warm and sunny inside
Inside it's stuffy but I hear you breathing and realise you've left me breathless again
All ar... Posted by on Thu, 23 Oct 2008 23:24:00 GMT |
Mad Mad Men |
This is a poem I wrote to share at the Paducah Writers Group Friday night. I wanted to write something that reflected the my feelings about the war. I wrote this about the Three Mad Men that dominate ... Posted by on Sun, 05 Oct 2008 23:02:00 GMT |
Coffee Shop Version |
I went to the local coffee house Friday night and had a total blast. I was scared to read my stuff but did anyway and it felt really awesome to share my writing again. It's been a long time! Anyway, w... Posted by on Sun, 05 Oct 2008 22:34:00 GMT |
Facing the future and accepting lifes course |
I should never have looked
it's like the ground shook
I won't look again
not now
not ever again
My heart breaks
as your pinkies embrace
Words aren't just words
even the written ones can be heard
livin... Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 00:58:00 GMT |
Angst |
I miss you desperately. I cry each night. My heart broken into a million tiny, itty, bitty pieces.. . No glue. No paste. No tape. No staples. Nothing to mend me really. Just itty bitty pieces of my v... Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:09:00 GMT |
On being hysterical! |
I heard Mary mumbling tonight and thought she was talking to me. When I asked her what she said because I couldn't hear her and she said, "I'm just talking to myself". I said, "than you should learn t... Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 01:38:00 GMT |