Kate in the Mirror |
as darkness descends,your natural instinct will beto turn on the lights.but I,in defiance,stumble throughthe dark.a blackeningof katein the mirror.muffling my cries ofplease die.please die.I'm practic...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 03:17:00 PST |
Screaming For Sunlight: A Drawing |
and I scream for the sunlightor a car to take me anywhere,just get me past this dead and eternal snow,cause I swear that I'm dying,slowly but its happening-"If Winter Ends" Bright Eyes...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 12:52:00 PST |
Virgin White |
a fresh white sheetlonging to be blemishedby my scribbling handdying to be filledwith my transcribedtragediesand above these criessomething intangibleinside meis dying sooneris longing deeperto create...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Sat, 02 Sep 2006 02:05:00 PST |
The Picture Emptied Itself |
the picture emptied itselfshapes becoming blurscolors streaming down the walluntil all that remainedwas this blankblankspaceinto which I stumbledand have been confinedeversince...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 12:45:00 PST |
A Vile Spewing, Words You Don't Want To Read |
I cannot escape this feeling of isolation. And it makes me selfishly angry becuase when I fuck up no one cares, they just get bitter with me. Becuase it is so hard for me to change. I wouldn't know...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 11:58:00 PST |
The Art of Milking Butterflies (secret to happiness) |
A radical unformed thought from an altered state:In reality, the state is unchanged but the consciousness or perception is different. My perception is different but everything else is the same.free f...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Sat, 24 Jun 2006 11:01:00 PST |
Aesthetics, the philosophy of beauty |
Here Lies A Boy of ApathyHe Remains Unworthy of his Intrument...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 03:08:00 PST |
Another fucking blue Monday |
I used to hear that lyric in A Day In The Lifeyou knowI thought it said"A lucky man who made the grave"And that is how I feltBut then one dayI listened more carefullyand realizedit said "grade"and gra...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Mon, 24 Apr 2006 02:18:00 PST |
Held Above our Head$ |
So tonight I was highand watching TVwith this guyI knowHe kept changing channelslike he might misssomething ofgreat importanceBut eventually settledon some hip-hopMTV show withbad jokes andsexy girlsA...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 06:08:00 PST |
Moments of Satisfaction |
I woke upthis morningwith a dream on a tape loopstemmedlike botanyfrom the replaying memoriesmyself livingin the pastand I felt so lowI couldn'ttalkthe nightbefore nowseems so hazytrying to string it ...
Posted by argyreia nervosa on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 05:39:00 PST |
