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I found out that by time it's becoming easier to press delete. Be it photos on the phone that used to mean something at some point to people that crossed my path and consumed a lot of my time.
If I am me They will see That I'm as plain as plain can be It just seems That within my reality My timings a tragedy Rather quite magically My Time slowly ceases My lonely mind releases...
Farewell senseless feelings. Farewell demons of the past. Farewell thoughts of misery. Farewell these thoughts at last. Goodbye to all the anger. Goodbye to all the pain. Goodbye to all the sorrow.
Men are men And bitches be bitches But when you use one to subjugate the other , you kinda be snitchin- It's a big ass ocean man, So start the fuck fishin- But don't use my words for your Personal...
Im not proud my foul feelings were reflected. Obviously they stem from feelings of being neglected. My hurtful words were callas a chalice of unprotected malice.
Hello again, and today is Wednesday, January 30, 2013. Lately I've been thinking about the past. More specifically about the past that seems to be a lot better than how it is today.
It sucks to be the one that breaks your own heart Even suckier when you have to play the "I am ok" part While inside you are burning and torn apart It sucks to make decisions cause you think they...
Mirror mirror on the wall, will this vanity, prevail or fall. Will insecurities crumble away, will confidence be here to stay. Will all the wrongs turn into rights, will all the dark turn into light.
Sitting, thinking. Bones are aching. Working hard. Now hands are shaking. All this time spent. Thinking to write or. Just forgot. To finish the title. Don't really care. What it says. Just as long as.
If you took away my ability to see, Lord, how would I deal. It would bring insight on true beauty, only experiencing pure soul. I could not judge on what my eyes see, for sight is sometimes deceiving.
My creativity seems to have flown South. It's left me feeling a bit down in the mouth. Although writing this it's started to flow. Maybe it's just tired and a little bit slow.
Today I'm feeling strange. Today I feel slightly better. Today I look at myself. Today the weathers wetter. Today I'm appearing strong. Today I feel my urges. Today I've been distracted.
#acrostic #justabitoffun. (M)arvellous miraculous, magnificent to boot. (E)ach and every part of me escapes the wraths of truth. (M)aniacally mischievous and maddening I'm sure.
On a good day, Oh. It's brilliant. On a bad day, How it pains. On a Wednesday, I might be a slate, By that Thursday, I'll have stains. On a grand day, It's magnificent. On a shit day, I'm a shell.
Good day. I'm never less than brilliant. At all tasks I take on. I'm amazing at computer games. At drawing I'm the don. I'm a genius with my word play. With a cue I am the "one".
I wrote this, as of recently- lately everything is wearing me down, I need a getaway vacation, seriously....
Oh empathy what tragedy, behold on me, do i see be. Another soul, another life. Blessed with sorrow, filled with strife. The simple things, thou have denied, deny my touch, foretell my life.
In case you ever wanted to know more about me....here's a talkative blog: I'm going to be very upfront with you all; you probably wouldn't like me if you knew me in person.
The sound of tidal waves breaking Echoes along the empty beach. I wiggle my toes in the cold sand As to the sky, seagulls reach. I draw a face in the sand And a wave comes along and ruins it.
Sometimes I'd wonder what it be like if they knew what I do when I'm "down in the dumps." I know that I'd be judged by some and hated by a few, even if I am working on pulling myself through.
I took a chance, risked my heart. Just to get it tore apart. I over think,I think it's over. I built up walls to watch them fall. You never know what you did to me.
I once was a boy. With childish dreams. Great hope for my future. Naive it now seems. I once was a boy. With limitless thoughts. The sky reached in a leap. These thoughts came to nought.
Hello again, and today is Monday, January 28, 2013. When you look in a mirror what do you see.
First I'm idea-less Can't find the words Second I'm inspired Ideas just occur Third I look back Disgust in my eyes Fourth I'm regretful And wondering why Fifth I return to the initial state And get...