You mustn't be afraid of life.
life is a beautiful thing
us, happy or sad, living.
to live, to love, to laugh.
Just breathe.
and go on.
your bones moving,
blood flowing.
Just breathe.
and live.
These are words from my brain, my thoughts, my feelings, my actions. I say what I want, and write what I need.
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Lost. again.
My thoughts are stars that I can't fathom into constellations (John Green)
My breath is heavy, but weak with anticipation.
You've lost yourself.
Your brain lets go, troubled spirits on your chest.
You look to the sky for answers.
Those many stars, vacant and weak, some bright and bold.
You want to be the bright, the bold and glowing.
but you can't, you're weak and sad.
You've lost your glow, your bright, your bold.
You've lost yourself
My breath is heavy, but weak with anticipation.
You've lost yourself.
Your brain lets go, troubled spirits on your chest.
You look to the sky for answers.
Those many stars, vacant and weak, some bright and bold.
You want to be the bright, the bold and glowing.
but you can't, you're weak and sad.
You've lost your glow, your bright, your bold.
You've lost yourself
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
More alcohol, please
After a while
the rum starts tasting the same.
No cares, no worries.
nothing but flurries, in my brain.
I only have myself to blame.
No one cares, or even knows my name.
3 more shots, and everyone looks the same.
I can't live with myself.
so whats the point.
the rum starts tasting the same.
No cares, no worries.
nothing but flurries, in my brain.
I only have myself to blame.
No one cares, or even knows my name.
3 more shots, and everyone looks the same.
I can't live with myself.
so whats the point.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
rage
I want change.
I'm sick of all this rage.
hold it in,
hiding it away.
its painful.
I feel so cold, vacant, bitter.
I'm locked up in a cage,
despite all my rage.
I'm sick of all this rage.
hold it in,
hiding it away.
its painful.
I feel so cold, vacant, bitter.
I'm locked up in a cage,
despite all my rage.
Friday, August 29, 2014
insane
Rain pours,
thunder shakes,
i'm sad,
what is it going to take..
to make you come back?
tired eyes.
messed up minds.
sad faces,
make believe places..
my brain is a weird place to be.
more insane, with everyday you're not here.
thunder shakes,
i'm sad,
what is it going to take..
to make you come back?
tired eyes.
messed up minds.
sad faces,
make believe places..
my brain is a weird place to be.
more insane, with everyday you're not here.
Saturday, August 2, 2014
To live
All I see around me are people.
People craving,
craving to live.
life
live
living
Is it so wrong that I too want to live?
Be alive,
what is it to truly live..?
I want it, more than anything.
To be alive and live the life I was meant to.
People craving,
craving to live.
life
live
living
Is it so wrong that I too want to live?
Be alive,
what is it to truly live..?
I want it, more than anything.
To be alive and live the life I was meant to.
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Drift away
I'm drifting away,
these dreams, thoughts, imaginations.
They take me somewhere new,
more exciting than this drab, dreary place.
This isn't about you anymore,
i'm going away.
Packed my suit case the other day.
My brain has capsized.
stress
pain
love
hate
I need to get away from here.
Drifting
drift
drift away.
Let me get away
just
for
a
day.
these dreams, thoughts, imaginations.
They take me somewhere new,
more exciting than this drab, dreary place.
This isn't about you anymore,
i'm going away.
Packed my suit case the other day.
My brain has capsized.
stress
pain
love
hate
I need to get away from here.
Drifting
drift
drift away.
Let me get away
just
for
a
day.
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