December 2010
Constant Themes of Unknown Fate
I have a constant theme going with my posts. Stones, darkness, stomachs, and pain. To combine these things would make an awful smoothie. I think that would turn out to be dark matter or something… That’d just destroy the world. What a shame it is to be lost, isn’t it? Where words are an escape from a heart-sinking reality, but only for a minute. It’s like holding your...
Dark thoughts from a dark room.
My blood is cold. My lips are numb. I am sunken, in love, lost in the taste of a sweet sight gone bitter. An escape is no poetry, no road to travel. Only the slow lapse of time will set free that foreign lurch inside my stomach and throat and heart and ears. I’m working on a feeling I’m trying to express. Words aren’t failing me, I’m failing the words, but these words...
If Only The Circle Of Life Was A Clean Track
You know those days where you can’t breathe, and all that comes from your mouth is silence? My eyes hurt to see what lies in front of me, my stomach can’t even process the images. A nauseous pit of regret sits at the bottom like a stone. This crevasse of darkness and mystery, just like the stomach, envelops my residence of calm. But I lie here only thinking of myself. I deceive...
A Terrible Night Spent
I have never felt so unimportant in my life. It’s like someone just took my self esteem out of a kiln and dropped it on the floor and watched it shatter. Is it that disposable?
Swept up and gone. Out of sight out of mind. And like that, I am gone. But forget it anyway. It’s just a lapse in time, in judgement, in will power. I’ll make it somewhere, someday.
My floor is creaking...
my awkward tumblr silence.
What the hell am I supposed to post on this social networking site now? Am I supposed to go even MORE in depth with my life? I don’t think I’m that narcissistic… Aside from my extraordinary culinary skills, athleticism, artistic ability, musical talent, untamed wit, and cutting sense of humor, I normally keep quiet. Was that too far? Do I actually seem narcissistic now? But...