vent |
I can remember counting the seconds. Thinking, "I am not taking this for granted." Thanking God.Moments like that do not last. They physically must come to an end. Emotionally, they wear off in an...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Sep 2009 20:13:00 GMT |
grudges. |
Why is it that some people are incapable of moving past accidents, incidents, mistakes, and fights? Months after the event, how is it possible to still harbor anger over a petty misunderstanding? Yes...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Sep 2009 20:08:00 GMT |
winter |
The cold wind reminds me of you,Hissing its incomprehensible appraisalIn my self-righteous ears.I retaliate by insulating myself from its howling.And like the cold wind,you bring color to my cheeks on...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Nov 2008 00:06:00 GMT |
grateful for what |
you say to yourselfGod doesn't have a plan for us,he watches us make our own,growing, living, choosing.and you don't believethat there is a reason for everythingor anything that happensAnd then a rain...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Oct 2008 05:27:00 GMT |
politics |
if you're in high school,chances are you don't know what you're talking about, or how it affects you. chances are, it DOESNT affect you. and for everyone,chances are, no one wants you to shove your op...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Oct 2008 20:22:00 GMT |
still my favorite poem |
I say, I am quite done,quite done with this;you smile your calminveterate chill smileand light steps back;intolerate lovelinesssmiles at the ranksof obdurate bitterness;you smile with keenchiselled an...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Sep 2008 21:03:00 GMT |
real vs. fantasy, whole vs. open, proud vs. peaceful. |
Sometimes I'd rather be wrong with you than be right without you. Most times I wish you would just be right with me, and other times I don't care what we do as long as we're in it together. But you a...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 03:01:00 GMT |
why I keep my mouth shut |
I didn't used to be so quiet. Or so boring. At least, I don't remember it always being like this. So why the sudden change, I've been asked. Well. I guess I owe an explan...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 15:39:00 GMT |
may 11. detached. |
It's a nice day. A windy day. A day. Another day. Why is it that lately I've been counting them? I can't wait for the day to end so another can begin. Why is it satisfying to see the days go by s...
Posted by on Sun, 11 May 2008 11:29:00 GMT |
this isnt private! |
1. My life is for the most part centered around you. Your friendship means more to me than I could ever put into words. But I can't ever seem to do the right thing wherever you are concerned. I al...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:41:00 GMT |
