Monday, April 30, 2012

they say we've got it easy, but why should they have the right to do that? we are us, a pair, a couple, a team, were together now.   now... for now.. conditional love. it exists everywhere, especialy here. but this hasn't been easy for me. i dont want to speak for you, so i wont. for me, emotionally, this has been quite a ride. i think about you and me all the time. now i know you'll be gone soon and that it's your choice to leave. may i rephrase that sentence? your choosing to leave me. It Hurts. i know you aren't going somewhere far off, in fact, its hardly any distance at all. right now though, it's hard to feel like your going somewhere less than a world away. so..  i guess we better make today a better one than yesterday :)

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Im often asked to where im headed   what i will do..   and then when i answer people seem shocked that i don't know.

What's wrong with not knowing?  It doesn't feel like i've been around long, so why do i already need my future to be decided?  Some nights i dream of roaming the earth.  Living a life where everyday i could explore somewhere new.  On some, i would travel a short distance in a great period of time, and others i would travel a great distance in a short period of time.  Memento mori, i realize my death is coming, so today, i will live.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

my life is a beautiful display of a mystery waiting to be solved
who can say what i will do or who i will be
nothings certain or set in stone
i want to leave a legacy
people will remeber me



Friday, December 23, 2011

I don't wear a mask like everyone else to cover up my insecurities.
Instead Im covered by this scab, head to toe.
The masks people disguise themselves with are generic and uninteresting.
 They're scared of how others will treat them once they know what's really underneath, so they try not to draw very much attention to themselves.
My outer layer is an ugly and distorted depiction of the true me.
This scab is a result of being burnt countless amounts of times.
Im healing though..
I haven't allowed anyone close enough to damage me further for months. 
Now I've healed a fair amount and am ready for people to see what Im like underneath the encrustation that has covered me for to long. 

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

A Smile

Its a funny thing that something so small can change the course of my day. 
One moment Im drowning in a sea of numb heartedness and the next second I have a head clear of depression.
A smile can be such a wonderful piece of sunshine.