January 2012
14 posts
1.17.12
I swear your minds inside of mine, even when no other parts of you are. You own my mind and my body follows. You have the heart to which my soul is submissive. If its lust, I cant bring myself to repent. If its love I cant bring myself to admit. If its friendship I hope it’s one from which we can both benefit. My hands are figuratively tied, I cant tell you no. My dominance subsides for...
Jan 18th
1.17.12
Those who peer down, get a glimpse of the ground, that will one day reach up to grab them. Karma spins on its axis, as do my thoughts, trying to break the cycle of my actions.
Jan 18th
6.4.11
My name has no desire to reach many lips, it doesn’t aspire to become stardom kissed.
Jan 18th
6.8.11
Lost interest. Restriction and sleep, yet still no peace. Bound by the promises I failed to keep. Karmic debts looming over me, pressure approaches as I swim into the deep. The foam curls at my feet. Broken shells sparkle, the shine of deceit. It’s you versus me, as in all of my dreams. Fragile are my fantasies, I say, and beautiful in all their glory.
Jan 17th
7.12.11
Darkness is not the absence of light but rather light the absence of depth. That which is all it appears to be has never been described as intriguing or thought-provoking. That which is all it appears is not the driving force pushing our culture to develop. The light, which is everything you hope it to be, will never push you to your brink. Self revelation is found in our darkest of hours and in...
Jan 17th
11.4.11
Its incredible to look at what you cant see Gazing into my eyes, lost inside me The deeper I go the more empty it seems Lost since I strayed from the flock of sheep I cant bring myself to conform or fit in To bend or to break for what I don’t believe However the course Ive taken seems to have no end I’m no longer even clear on the destination So I get lost in myself. Lost in...
Jan 17th
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12.2.11
The ink spatter Falls as delicate as angels footsteps On your brow like sweet beads No, I mean sweat Drop by drop the sky offers Small sentiments
Jan 17th
12.2.11
I cant change it, I can only alleviate Cant do it for you, but I can facilitate I’d exhaust every resource to assist you Work my fingers to nubs if I need to Because love is what lasts after the aches in your bones fade After your crimson leaves fall and are blown away I can only pray on my fate But through a million births ill utter your name Even if tomorrow to you, I were no one...
Jan 17th
9.21.11
I’ve been called defensive. I’ve developed defense mechanisms that have been my protection from engorgement and sometimes people feel the need to criticize these methods. I’ve been called stubborn. For not embracing this criticism with open arms. It was only recently that I’ve realized that if someone truly cares about you, they do not demolish but construct. They hold a...
Jan 17th
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10.29.11
“you never know”…. At least I never did. No will is free. Playing devils advocate comes with a fee. Hiding behind an alias, as plato slash socrates, just so I can speak my piece. In scrutiny you find no peace, but complacency just isnt in me. every belief im challenging, like a lotus blossoming. deeply rooted, yet outstreched. Growth is peace at its best.
Jan 17th
12.1.11
Influenced in a few different ways by one or two words that just left your lips. Inspiration has many forms, like a female silhouette.
Jan 17th
11.30.11
Theres a difference between relapse and release. I feel like it’s the two I’m always in limbo between. I look around and see that it’s all what it seems, just before I tip my head back and medicate this disease. I realize in a moment I miss you. How can I miss something that never was mine? I find people to fill your place with ease. I believe when God speaks, His voice sounds...
Jan 17th
11.29.11
Its not arthritis that twists my joints, it is my own worry that wrings my mortal self. I don’t have the luxury of indulgence though my own inner depths tempt me to find their limits. Remain at the surface, seduced by the mystery of what might be down there, knowing that a fleeting instant might show me and force me to dream again of my days gazing at the surface. Dive into the unknown,...
Jan 17th
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11.19.11
Judging decisions that werent yours to make How can I explain more clearly that I have nothng to prove? Do you have something to gain, or looking for something to lose?
Jan 17th