just a theory |
Love is Immortal,
Life is Eternal,
Death is but a Horizon...
Nothing, save for the limits of our sight...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 22:57:00 GMT |
out on top |
Day by day as the sun climbs through the sky, I look ahead and marvel at the things were ... And the things that have yet to come. The heights that I've climbed and the depths of which I have sunk. So...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jun 2009 22:54:00 GMT |
situated |
Still wandering through the thick. Wandering where it is that I will come out at. Worried that sometimes I have gone too far, only to look ahead and question if I am truly behind.
Silly little thing...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 23:45:00 GMT |
Time |
As times passes by and I am left to face what I am. I look down upon my hands and search for everything that I grasped so hard to hold onto and...nothing. Sadly I have lost it all. Someho...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Dec 2008 21:11:00 GMT |
For Christmas!!! |
I was at Monroeville Mall today and the one cheesy toy store had its "Zombie Day" area still set up from halloween. And I decided with much glee that for Christmas it would be awesome to recieve a hot...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Nov 2008 04:47:00 GMT |
Value |
In life, at least for me, I have the need to be wanted. What matters to me is that I actually mean something to somebody and the feeling that I can make a difference in someone's life. I ...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 17:48:00 GMT |
Chachacha |
Somewhere there is a child whom crys on in the silence. Noone there dares to comfort its pain. Why do we permit these things, this doesn't make sense. When theres nothing to lose, but a life has somet...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Oct 2008 22:11:00 GMT |
In the end of the day |
Standing there breathless, as the sunset befalls. Thinking of the past, and not regretting it all. The last bits of light, filtered through the trees. The tears they come out, as I go to my knee...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 23:51:00 GMT |
what matters... |
How is it that you can be so sure of something for so long, but when it comes down to the line...things become blurred. Why life can't be like the movies. The friends that you have ...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 23:43:00 GMT |
past regretted |
I sit and stare. Thinking about all of my regrets. As time passes by I wonder why did that happen. Why could it be. Did I do nothing. Was it because of me. I stare. I cry when I think of what I could ...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 07:15:00 GMT |
