Category: Personal
Lost freind
I saw a man today.
I thought he was a friend,
one I had not seen in...
such a long time.
I walked up to greet him,
a smile ready on my face,
but he looked up at me,
and I saw
[with embarrassment]
it was not my friend at all.
The smile linge… more »
Dude, Really.
Dude,
sometimes,
you know,
it's a good idea to know when to
say no
to stop
to give it a rest.
You digging me?
See,
you cling;
too desperate,
then you throw it all in for,
well,
what?
A new obsession.
And you… more »
Talent, Lost
Yeah, I'm good at irony :P
My talent, like the light,
is drifting away into night
as I sit here and weep for what maybe never was
The beautiful ambrosia
is slipping through my hands
so resplendent and intangible; it cannot be kept
My creativ… more »
Not that special
I think that I am special.
I play RPGs with amazing characters,
I write crappy poems and stories
in an effort to feel special.
I say I am open minded,
tolerant and enlightened.
I debate how to set the world right
to make myself seem special.… more »
Today
A pastel wash across the sky,
sun diffuse and pale; wane January light.
Raindrops patter gently on the umbrella,
as wind plucks and is playful with strands of hair.
Oh beautiful day! Joyous happy occasion-
giggles and good song uplift the tedious… more »
Friendship [The Hug]
It's funny,
I'd never thought of myself as a people person.
Someone who fit in,
was always included.
But now,
looking at you, and him and her,
and, well, the rest of them,
and thinking back to that night -
the fun we had,
the crap we spouted… more »
A clichéd love poem
How others see us means so little to you,
but to me it is everything.
I know this about you,
you should know this about me too,
by now,
how paranoid I am.
But how is it that you see me?
Would you like to know how I see you?
I imagine you see… more »
Volatile
They tell me I'm unpredictable,
that I change too fast-
volatile.
I didn't want to believe it.
So I smiled and sang.
I lashed out.
And then,
when I cried,
I realized it was true. more »
Dream a little dream
I want to sleep,
to drift away,
and dream a sweet little dream of you.
But
- and why I cannot say -
something holds me back,
keeps me in this land of terror and torment.
I'll shut my eyes and imagen I can feel you close,
and I'll sleep.
Bu… more »
Love
And here we are,
together at last.
You know, it's felt so long.
Strange how these things go, huh?
And I can feel your flesh against mine,
and your arms winding sinuously around me,
and your heat sending the chill from my heart.
You are holdin… more »
Mortality
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
Watch now, as the pendulum swings,
Time flies by;
A bird on the wing.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Watch now the grains of sand,
life slips away,
between Fate's hands.
To each a time,
to each a place,
to each a… more »
The Girl with the Blue Hair
On a dull plain,
a wind-swept,
ruin filled,
plain.
There stands a girl,
a girl with blue hair.
-I'm so sorry-
cries the wind
-I didn't realise-
as it throws: shrapnel in her face.
-Such a shame-
as it throws: a white rose at her feet
-Have a nice life t… more »
Untitled
Do you love me,
Sister mine?
Do you care for me as I for you,
Oh mistress of my soul?
I'm terrified of your rejection,
more so of any lover.
Command me!
Don't leave me here to suffer without y… more »
Linked
Twisting and turning,
inexorably linked
forever in this cosmic struggle.
Hate and love,
white and black;
Polar opposites in the extreme.
Forever drawn together
but
forever repelled from each other.
Contradiction eternal
To Andy more »
Stone Heart
Warning, rating 15. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Standing in the moonlight,
softly soothing my pain.
Standing under the waterfall,
washing my tears away.
Sitting naked by the fire,
warm tendrils caress my body.
Cut out my heart and tell… more »
*sigh*
Music: Random classical
Mood: humf
Crying again,
hot tears in shadow,
hearing what you really think of me.
I thought I was liked,
thought I was respected.
I guess not then.
But I tried to put it right.
Feeling somehow it was all my fault… more »
Hated
Crying again,
hot tears in shadow,
hearing what you really think of me.
I thought I was liked,
thought I was respected.
I guess not then.
But I tried to put it right.
Feeling somehow it was all my fault,
all my fault.
But th… more »
Turning
Twisting and turning, despite myself
hating you always
yet...
hate turns to love turns to hate turns to love turns to hate,
and round again to love
Feeling you near, wanting you to be away,
yet once away, I long to be near
A world of corruptio… more »
Humm
I am entirely sure that my lack of productivity regarding recent attempts with writing is due to some celestial being stealing and/or removing my talent. I got so pissed that I wrote about it. Dumb, yes, if my talent has gone, but its the only way I know… more »
Whisperers of Truth
Listen to the whisperers of truth.
Can you hear the voices? Can you see them?
Truth corrodes the soul, Lies protect the heart....
Look into your mind... Can you see the pain?
Change your consciousness to suit your mate,
do what you want as long as… more »
I fucked up big this time...
The pain is there,
In my head, my shoulders, my legs, my body
My mouth is dry, my breathing constricted
And my heart is sealed.
I can't feel it, can't sense it. Is it even still there?
An automatic defence mechanism, my body's shut down.… more »
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