For that special someone. |
Fruitless --------------------------------The wave washes over you.Submerged, you race to the surface.Gasping, you breathe deeply, choking on the water that fills your mouth.Looking back, you see calm...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 21:27:00 GMT |
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I sit before you. My eyes burn into you, a reflection of me. Penetrating, I study your face. Delving for clues. Why, my only question. I close my eyes and wonder if you have gone. A reflec...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Mar 2007 13:28:00 GMT |
The Red String. |
Ok so I figure I'll explain the red string. I've been wearing a small red string that I braided myself since January 25th, 2006. It has nothing to do with kaballah, I think that's how it's...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Jun 2006 22:33:00 GMT |
Yeah. |
My jump rope broke. So I super glued it. I don't know what else to type. Hmmmmm.......
Posted by on Sun, 04 Jun 2006 21:38:00 GMT |
Mornings |
While it may seem like a good idea to go out with friends on a weeknight. Remember to get home before 1 am. Else you'll forget to plug in your phone and let it recharge and allow your alar...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Mar 2006 09:58:00 GMT |
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How do you show someone you care? How do you save someone from themselves?How do you allow the estranged to become more?How do you deal with rejection?How do you sleep?How do you make the most of a c...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Mar 2006 22:43:00 GMT |
With Me |
Hated is easy,Forgivness seems impossible,I want to let you go.Screaming is easy,Silence is what I do,I just want to see you cry.Pain is easy,I feel it right now,I just want you to be happy,With me.
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 19:07:00 GMT |
Poems |
All of these following posts are poems I wrote during a silly time in my life. Enjoy.
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 19:07:00 GMT |
Your Pretty Lips |
I see your pretty lips moving, forming each word,I see your pretty lips moving, spilling lies,I see your pretty lips moving, crushing my heart.Why do you speak?Other than to sting me with the barbs of...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 19:03:00 GMT |
A Gesture |
Don't expect a discourse on the virtues of life. I can only show you the struggles and trials. My scars are my stories.I saw the hidden apathy lying behind your smiling mask. Apathy is that cold bo...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 19:00:00 GMT |
