The Frustrations of Seeking Financial Aid. |
Tax time is in full swing, and as usual, Im sitting around waiting for my last few pieces of paperwork to come in so that I can do my taxes. Every year, I strive to get my taxes done as quickly as p...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Feb 2009 11:31:00 GMT |
Sanity |
Smears on the window anger me,so I look away.Dwarves on the bus alert me,falling I reach for a pencil.No sketch can draw my feelings,so I throw rocks at my elbow.Pass the time by eating air,wishing I ...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 13:11:00 GMT |
Less a woman... |
I've given too much of my power to you and I regret it, for now I'm powerless You never asked and yet I gave it all You never wanted, but took it even so My feelings for you, extravagantly spent I do ...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 16:28:00 GMT |
Setting fire... |
Setting fire to my life, the spark of discontent flares a tinder of broken promises and dreams A roaring blaze, consuming yesterday throws all too little heat and not much light Flames lick, shadows d...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 17:27:00 GMT |
Maturity |
Maturity
Maturity is the ability to control anger and settle differences without violence or destruction. Maturity is patience. It is the willingness to pass up immediate pleasure in favor of the long...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Jan 2009 12:39:00 GMT |
Locks with No Keys |
This constant and unending yearn for touch Pleading of skin softly textured against skin Murmured words, warmth of bodies stretched The intimacy of waking to tousled hair cast across a pillow caressed...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 17:45:00 GMT |
...and She swims |
She tried to tell him things had changed That the music was somehow slower and she couldn't dance to this beat Legs tangled, stumbling across his floor where once the rhythm carried her Wanted to keep...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Dec 2008 00:12:00 GMT |
As They Scatter |
It's such a tenuous thing this venturesome experiment Removed as it is from reality veiled from all the laws of common correspondence The world of words dissolves along with common sense An abstractio...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 03:18:00 GMT |
Shattered Sentiments |
No hopes of rejuvenationmaybe just to pump oxygen into and outof this restless biological frameOnce innocent thoughts have evolvedinto a stereotypical mind setI see a stranger in your mirroras I try t...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 10:54:00 GMT |
Loss for words |
There is a time in everyone's existence that we run into situations that leave us at a loss for words and an overload of emotions...
Do not stand at my grave and weep,I am not there, I do not sleep.I ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 15:14:00 GMT |
