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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Isolation. Sometimes we want that. I need that. I love to be alone. Silence is FUCKEN GOLDEN. You say i'm not reacting well. You say i'm pushing everyone away. Maybe i am. But im in a horrid situations...i need to push everyone. i need to find my feelings. because of who i am i cant cry before you. oh Anger how easy it is to feel you. You give us energy. Blank emotions are the front for every other emotion. its unknown how i feel. i'm not sorry for not letting you into my one person bubble. i dont feel like talking. i feel like dreaming. letting myself travel any where and never leaving. i dont want to speak for fear ill break. im not a talker. im an observer.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Leave me alone
Leave me alone.
Means LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!
Seriously....shhh
leave
I WAS SLEEPING!
I DON'T FUCKEN GIVE A SHIT IF THEY WANT TO GO OR NOT!
for all I care. they didn't know her like I did.
='( I'm sorry,
I'm sorry for the kick, but i said leave me alone.
you kept insisting
Please leave me alone. I don't want to help. I'm not in the mood.
For all i care......they can die
Means LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!
Seriously....shhh
leave
I WAS SLEEPING!
I DON'T FUCKEN GIVE A SHIT IF THEY WANT TO GO OR NOT!
for all I care. they didn't know her like I did.
='( I'm sorry,
I'm sorry for the kick, but i said leave me alone.
you kept insisting
Please leave me alone. I don't want to help. I'm not in the mood.
For all i care......they can die
Friday, April 23, 2010
CELL PHONE BLOG
ha ha ha. sooo funny. when your alive and well. no one even calls. but when your on your death bed everyone wants to see you. they want to hold your hand. and cry because they never will see you again. BULLSHIT!! why why don`t we all fucken appreciate you when they're all here. death either bring us together or splits us apart.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Need
I need to breath
Take in my own oxygen.
I need to avoid your carbon.
Breath on my own
No more machines.
No more tubes.
Stop the IV line
Those are your ideas.
I can live, I can breath on my own.
They mark my rate
Beeping to a new tomorrow.
Unplugged. I can count my own time.
I will fall but I need to crawl before I walk.
Its hard. Just let go.
Unplugg me. Please.
Say good bye, its time
I'll see you around some other day
Just not today.
Can I take a breath safely now?
Why do I ask. I can breath now.
We need to let go.
Take in my own oxygen.
I need to avoid your carbon.
Breath on my own
No more machines.
No more tubes.
Stop the IV line
Those are your ideas.
I can live, I can breath on my own.
They mark my rate
Beeping to a new tomorrow.
Unplugged. I can count my own time.
I will fall but I need to crawl before I walk.
Its hard. Just let go.
Unplugg me. Please.
Say good bye, its time
I'll see you around some other day
Just not today.
Can I take a breath safely now?
Why do I ask. I can breath now.
We need to let go.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Ants
We are the ants to the gods! To the greater power.
They wipe away the bodies, but we multiply.
Our paths disappear cause of there oh-so mighty hand
We panic in fear trying to find the scent of our path.
We try to connect the paths as we panic,
but our siblings panic too.
As we calm down we find the path.
Our gods blow us away once again.
We relax & panic all over again.
They threaten us & our destinies.
We are the ants.
They wipe away the bodies, but we multiply.
Our paths disappear cause of there oh-so mighty hand
We panic in fear trying to find the scent of our path.
We try to connect the paths as we panic,
but our siblings panic too.
As we calm down we find the path.
Our gods blow us away once again.
We relax & panic all over again.
They threaten us & our destinies.
We are the ants.
Wonder
I don't care how sick mad sad I am THEIR IS ALWAYS ROOM FOR LAUGHTER!
I'm worried.
I don't think she'll make it.
I'm so pessimistic.
I'm honestly waiting for the call.
For the day we will wear all black.
For me to make the call to ring in the favor.
To laugh with tears in my eyes
For pain in my heart.
I should just live today as it is, but i can't help to wonder.
WHEN!?
HA! when I speak in regards... I make my self sound:
So cold heated
So enraged.
So out of rage..........
I'm worried.
I don't think she'll make it.
I'm so pessimistic.
I'm honestly waiting for the call.
For the day we will wear all black.
For me to make the call to ring in the favor.
To laugh with tears in my eyes
For pain in my heart.
I should just live today as it is, but i can't help to wonder.
WHEN!?
HA! when I speak in regards... I make my self sound:
So cold heated
So enraged.
So out of rage..........
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
I used to dream
I used to dream, when i was younger.
One day I would get recognized.
Held up by my left arm
Dangling
feeling being far from the floor.
One day I would get recognized.
Held up by my left arm
Dangling
feeling being far from the floor.
Being praised for everything i had done.
I would be the best child
they had ever know
Dream
Make it bigger then you
Not just an image you would like
how did you get to that point?
signs are all around you. but you don't recognize them
Someday you'll get to that point.
Maybe when your old and brittle
you will be help up
But that dream one day will be realized
maybe
One day you'll need to be detached from everyone
create your own path
become you
NO one else
Stop trying to live someone else
You'll never be happy wearing someone else shoes
Buy your own shoes!
Stop taking in the images they believe in
I would be the best child
they had ever know
Dream
Make it bigger then you
Not just an image you would like
how did you get to that point?
signs are all around you. but you don't recognize them
Someday you'll get to that point.
Maybe when your old and brittle
you will be help up
But that dream one day will be realized
maybe
One day you'll need to be detached from everyone
create your own path
become you
NO one else
Stop trying to live someone else
You'll never be happy wearing someone else shoes
Buy your own shoes!
Stop taking in the images they believe in
Be your self
MBTI Poem:
You see the empty box of cereal
I see the Guitar it can be come.
When I can't make the choice
I flip the coin
while you weigh the options.
The coin may not
always get me the best choice
but I don't have to ponder more.
One day I'll be the super hero
I wanted to become
With my cape waving in the wind.
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