November 2012
3 posts
October 2010
1 post
rufuse
i have given up telling you. what you seek you had a chance to grab. you chose to hold on to the ghost, a figment, a lie. so when you tell yourself your not the type of girl guys fall in love with, remember one thing….. i did.
September 2010
1 post
come live outside the lullaby with me
PUSCIFER-MOMMA SED
Wake up, son of mine. Momma got something to tell you. Changes come. Life will have its way with your pride, son. Take it like a man. Hang on, son of mine. A storm is blowing on the horizon. Changes come. Keep your dignity. Take the high road, Take it like a man. Listen up, son of mine. Momma got something to tell you. All about growing pains. Life will pound away where the...
July 2010
1 post
I DEFY FATE.
i have had a motivating couple of days. the worst week of my life so to say. friend fail suicide, dog killed in dog fight. lost my job. parents and friends pissed of at me for no reason. But you know something. im……still……here…… now thats got to count for something. life you have not killed me yet, I DEFY YOU FATE!
June 2010
48 posts
love...
my muse. you live in my heart. you give me everything. i love you for it. too borrow a line from jack white.
” every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me”
thank u jack white. took the words out of my mouth
zannaatx asked: Do you love me?
a sobering start
a start of something sober. a meaning witheld trough riuns of want in the rough. diamonds befriend whose sinful fingers bleed. cure without words. an elemental piece of nature converted by that sucubus, who held our hearts so sloppily. a time without end. diffrent hands chime different rings, but none could find the hour. a world of willful thoughts. skilled in ways that question culture. masked...
ressurection.... ( dedicated to my muse)
let his ashes float and lay before your feet. let your tear drops glisten and wake him from his sleep. let your arms surround him and hold him oh so tight. let your strength guide him and resurect his might.
defination
too careful with word placement. but it doesnt bother her. he is too worried about his faults, but that doesnt seem to bother her. she is upset at herself, but he knows that its not true. she says she is ugly, but he knows she is beautiful. he frets about what he cant control, she tells him everything is ok. he’s paranoid about things, she tells him he is fine. she gets sad, he kisses her...
to whom it may concern....
to whom it may concern. i have given myself a choice. to care for one, or none at all. to whom it may concern, my choice was made. to whom it may concern, i give to you my care, i give to you care. to whom it may concern, be my muse, my love. i need you, i want you, to hold you close. be the one you care for. to whom it may concern, im falling.
stories....
i told you id write our story. through our screens as victims. our lives. our care for each other unparralled. we pace ourselves in our story. carefully placing our strides similtaniously. we strives to be together. though our distance will become shorter, may our connection become stronger, may our desire for one another grow, and may we come together, leaving our story with a happy ending
thought
i want to be your thought. i want to be your need. i want to be what you think of when you wake up, and before you go to bed. i want to be the hands that hold you. i want to be the voice you listen to. i want to be in your every breath, and every thought. i want to be what you look forewards too. i want to be your thought.
blind hope
with this wind i hope to carry you through this fog. with this light i hope to be the beacon at the end of your path.i know that i cant be with you, as i hope to. i cant guide you. i cant desolve this fog. all i can do is be what remains at the end.
make time to see dead men walk....
unfoldable dialects intent on finding truths bending forwards, leaning on egotisim. left off his shoulders, decived by causes, unsure. exsposed to some unseen line of volitile reasons to care. made for people with minds of bronze walnuts. 21 flavors of pretentious assholes, who walk with like mindless zombies, towards a guilded dream. living for reasons. leaping liquids. breaking personal records....
beyond control and broken wisdom...
i often find my self sitting and thinking about how things could have been given the right circumstances. About how things would have played out. but then again i realize i wouldnt be the person i am today with out those screw ups. none of us would be. and to try and change that, just because you miss a certain person, or made a stupid mistake is pointless, it just will make it worse. you...
a tribute to giving in
you never thought i listened to your hollow pleas. falling so far down inside scraping all you needs. i bent so far i could break, underneath of all this weight. i had to give up part of me, to give you all that you need. but now i know that there is so much i can take, to see you frown i would ache. deep inside i died a little, when i saw you oh so fickle. prim and proper, but i knew...
throwing pebbles at walls made of glass....
killing memories. hating to many for not enough reasons. wishing to be everything but lonely. impure thoughts about others. ranting about indiviuals i have never met. something has collapsed inside me…….where has all my fear, my tension, my love gone……all thats left is anger and resentment, and a resounding loneliness. what have i done to desreve to be emptied of so...
a toughtful contradiction amoungst clockwork...
how bout an open ended question to get things rolling? or a simple review of the little things in life that you take for granted on an everyday basis? or jus maybe you have already come to realize that certain oppertunities dont exsist. no more wait for something thats never coming. no more wanting a chance at something you should have taken when you had it in your grasp. life causes you to...
questions
am i honestly a nice guy? i feel like i am but im so unsure. i always thouught i was? but recent events have me questioning myself. could i have been blinded by total arrogance? hiding me from my true self. or was i just too damn ignorant to see the reasons behind my actions? honestly i am unsure. i dont even know myself the way i think i do. i get up in the morning and look at myself in the...
hollow tears
What’s hollow? What’s hollow? Hollow is being devoid of all feelings and emotions. It’s the uncertainty of wanting what you can’t have. Losing sight of your place in life. Yet aren’t we all hollow then? Don’t we all sit down and pray at night? We pray to know our reason. It wasn’t my fault he left. Just like my father it was outside forces and just like my mother I bawled like a baby. I went...
the saint....
you try waking up at 3am every morning, throw on whatever smells clean and shove a handful of cheerios down your throat because you have no clean bowls, or uncurdled milk. then you head out of your trailer and get into your 1997 coupe mirage that looks like its a bad experiment invlovling metal and duct tape, just to throw your keys in the ignition, and getting a futile backfire. now knowing your...
breaking down the walls that consume us all...
We all live in a provocative manner. Our social circles deem us devil spawn. Yet the truth lies at the very bottom of our demeanor. We all may be insensitive to other’s needs we all may be greedy toiling dirty sexual deviants, it all lies in the eye of the beholder. Just like beauty our self worth is an opinion of others view points on our stature in life. Weather or not this is taken as truth is...
untitled poem
In darkness they spoke. In sorrow it crept. Out of the jolt. Its all that was left. Left of this life. If that it be called. The death of one, is the death of us all. But deaths not to blame, all will be right. out of the darkness, cometh light.
tall man episode 4
Man 1: so I had to fucking severe him off. That fucking leech. God damn it. I should of killed him for that. Screen opens in on a small boy. Maybe 8 hold a pitcher of lemonade. The lemonade falls to the ground. The pitcher shatters and the small boy screams. Fade out. Man 2: so he didn’t die? Man1: oh he is dead. But I didn’t do it. Shot opens in on the small boy running inside a house....
your story
i will write you your story. i will give you a happy ending. for that is what it should be.
by his grace....
by his grace i see my faults. by his grace i embrace my flaws. by his grace i face my fears. for i now understand what it is i face. my muse i thank you for being so understanding. my muse i thank you for being so paitient and if you stay, your efforts and understanding shall be rewarded in double. yet if you go i understand, i try to hard. i say this with out fear. without doubt. i will never...
allowance
i place my heart in your hands. no more words can express my feelings to you. i know the time has come to act upon these feelings. to prove what i say to you. i intend to do just that. i place my faith in god, to allow us this chance, to allow me a chance to make your desires true, like i know i can. words can carry me only so far, actions resound forever. allow my actions to make you feel loved....
keep..
just keep my place nice and cozy my love. im coming to you.
i wonder...
i wonder how much she knows i truly care about her. she holds my heart. my muse. im falling for you.
no doubt amoung the strengthend...
we could stay and shrug our shoulders at our vast array of accomplishments. we could weep over what we have fail to do. we could regret our past. we could listen to all the voices who say no. or we could stand in pride for what we have done. we could learn form our failures, we could embrace the past. or we could scream back to the voice, louder and stronger than they ever could ” no! we...
we stand.
here we stand, deeply entrenched beyond enemy lines. here we stand screaming with our new found voice. show the world what we have accomplished. towards the future me march, pushing past the bodies of our foes, fear and doubt, and still we stand proud of our accomplishment, proud of ourselves. we have conquered our silence, and charge forwards to our lives together.
encompass.
she is quickly becoming my heart. as the more days pass, the more of my heart she encompasses, and i will not fight it, i will not push it away. i will embrace it with a smile upon my face and say thank you my muse, thank you for feeling the way i do. thank you lord for creating this beauty, for breathing life into her, and thank you for allowing me the pleasure of falling for her.
ouch
that one bruised my ego. lol.
muse
i like your face too :)
distance
all i wish is to be next to you. all i strive for is that day i can stay by your side. every action is to gap that distance. distance may hold nothing, but i hold your love in my heart and that alone can make me fly.
in response
i will.
my only desire.
my only desire is to mend her heart with my love. my only desire is to help make her whole. my only desire is to show her how beautiful she really is.and it pains me to see her so down. how can somebody make someone feel this way and not hate themselves? i care to much to see her hurt and by the lords good grace, allow me the strength to help her in time of need. i will not give up on her, or on...
a simple truth revealed
suzannakaye:
Love is a sweet abyss I feel I’ll never reach… My heart feels everlasting emptiness, a trait, I cannot defeat………
INSTALL: ALONE.
tomorrow.
tomorrow is the day we shall walk hand in hand. side by side, together. tomorrow is the day we shall smile and laugh. tomorrow is the day we shall, live out our lives. tomorrow is the day in my dreams. tomorrow is a day i am looking forwards to. tomorrow is a day i shall spend with you.
bandages.
please permit me my dear, to wrap your tattered heart in a sleeve. please permit me my love, to bandage your heart with gold and silver. please permit me my darling, to kiss away its scars. please permit me my angel, to once again make you whole.
Passage.
allow me these small pleasures and i will return to you with a world. i will hand you the key, in exchange for a thousand sweet kisses. i will give you a moon, for just one bright smile. i will fill all the oceans, for just a soft caress of your skin. i will create for you a city, for just a place by your side. i will give you this world, for just safe passage to the heart you hold within.
for my muse
through the wind a breath of life, driven by a life of strife.
given wings to gain her flight, he sat alone in the dark of night.
waiting for a chance to step in the light, the wind itself breathed his love to life;
her eyes his goal, her love his prize…
this voice.
we live in a truth. desired to be amongst all those whose cheerful wails seem to fill their hearts with glee. we struggle to find a voice loud enough to match theirs. a voice full to the brim of self worth and happiness. though we my struggle we know that the promise of a voice strong enough to emaciate sorrow, is too tempting an offer to give up on. i offer such a voice, to my muse, a voice we...
