lies |
Ive heard it said lies will strangle you. But what happens when the lies in your head are true. when you try so hard to see differently, but always see the same image glaring back at you. There is no ...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 13:39:00 GMT |
light |
i miss you.your skinny fingers.your smile that sticks to my face.your huge dimple.your freckled nose.your strange chin.your blueberry eyes.i miss you.your smell.your taste.your color.
Posted by on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 21:15:00 GMT |
Debut |
it was not what i expected. in the least. a swirl of misconceptions pooled away into the carpet.
the plaster on the wall was so ugly, the whole thing was ugly.
my collar bones are burried inside. my e...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 22:51:00 GMT |
Ugly wall paper |
So i think i look like Eric off of that seventies show. and i do its true. I keep looking in the mirror and looking at my eyes. theyre not the same. I want my hair back. not because i miss my hair but...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 21:50:00 GMT |
become |
It has started. and stoped. started and stoped. tomorrow i start once more, to the becoming of me. 30 days i have, to see, to become. 30 days. start tomorrow.
What will she think of me, he think of m...
Posted by on Thu, 29 May 2008 21:44:00 GMT |
one yellow daffodil |
One grey life. A freckled girl with buck teeth in the most awkward stage of life. Buying wonder bread. Wanting to be young and free, but tied, being responsible.
One yellow daffodil with words to a m...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 13:39:00 GMT |
lines |
The times when i drew lines around my face to keep you out to keep me in to keep it safe. Those lines have kept me from myself have scarred my face have left me alone onstage. Looking at the empty sea...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 10:59:00 GMT |
Sick |
I am sick of them. Those who tell me I am not as good as I know I can be. It hurts to hear that your dream isn't right for you. I am sick of them. Those who point out my flaws, who flaunt their beauty...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 21:34:00 GMT |
I stay |
I stay.
In this spot, I will not shift. Will not venture past this place. It is comfort, it is love, you won't appreciate.
I stay.
In this mindset, in this fog, to keep me from what I could be ...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 04:35:00 GMT |
Freedom |
Spots... I see Spots. The flood of light from above blinds me for a moment; not just my eyes, but my entire being. I dare not squint. No. Just stare, feel the heat, the drops of seat forming in my cla...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 08:02:00 GMT |
