September 2009
5 posts
bigger fish in the sea
he took me down to the water
he turned me on my head
he spilt out the being inside
scooping it into a jar he said no words
the sunset’s reflection on the water burning my empty eyes
you have taken everything out of me, found my deepest secrets in the sand
gave me nothing in return, but yet you still come back for more
happy birthday
senseless, i am
these years haven’t proven a thing to me
i hate society
so drink away this deadened birthday
i hope you find me on the sidewalk
into the bottle i jump, out the window i jump
whats it matter
turnstile
i’ve got to pick my sorry self out of this puddle though i don’t want to
how i’d rather be face down in the struggle for air
so at least i had an explanation for this suffocation
We fear change
I want to hold onto this rope until it makes me bleed, just because it is the rope I know. Just because I know most threads that it took to braid this rope and how much weight it can hold, I will insist on holding on because I do not want to take the time and effort to braid one anew.
Sometimes you need to let go before you get burned.
a picture says a thousand words, a moment says...
if i could only taste it if i could only see it i would breathe and believe it if i had a thousand words if it were just a photo would i still feel so unsure?