Alice |
I dont want to be her.I'd like my skin to settle, to fit quietlyaround my bones and my personality.I dont want to be her sister.I'd like my heart to bear it's own burdensand passions within the confin...
Posted by Erica on Thu, 22 May 2008 10:58:00 PST |
The Festering Wound that is Her Heart |
You see, I stand heredistant as only I can be,and think. Well,Maybe, that might not be true.The thinking part.
Mostly, I just stand hereand I want. Or I feel,and if I think at all it&rsquo...
Posted by Erica on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 09:02:00 PST |
Regarding the Way it Was Today |
It's never easy when the choices in life are forced on you. I can see how, as teenagers, there is a rebelliousness that we inherit, something hate-like that we keep for our parents and our famil...
Posted by Erica on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 06:39:00 PST |
To Haunt (And other embarassing pastimes) |
Remember this when you've betrayedI've died a thousand times beneath suns that never setRemember me when you've run awayI die a thousand timesI riseI never forget.Born into haphazard shapes and s...
Posted by Erica on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 06:24:00 PST |
Suspension (bad driving) |
I solemnly swear on the ice in my chest, and the tangle in my gut
that I will never be brave again,
I will never reach further than the span of headlight/
because I am afraid now, I swear.
Bad th...
Posted by Erica on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 05:36:00 PST |
Crazy People |
So my last blog was a bit....
(wow, depressing)
Yeah.
(but all is well.)
Yeah.
(Great!)
Great!
Posted by Erica on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 06:12:00 PST |
