Like reptiles...
Cept not so direct, per say
As they do in the flesh, leaving trails and shells
Imprints of textures and signs of life
My soul and mind shed now
but more like a caterpillar
The creature underneath this impression
it spreads new shapes yet unseen and unknown in this world
something drawn by feeble hands and immaculate thoughts
I'm guilty and we both know it
So lets see what honesty can paint
My brush set is made of Sharply turning mucosa
and colors drawn from spilling my viscera across this table...
Trigger Me
Something, something, something...
With each pause I make,
Leaving fractured images of things
Some lost, some true, some drawn
Drug painstakingly through mud and dust
Seen only in ink puddles spilt over blur lined pages
Like sutras sewn with unsure hands
Wavering, with my heart
Like this WiFi signal that keeps me here
Connected to a chance
A chance for you to break my heart again tonight
With the sound of a voice that, like a gun
Has pierced one too many holes through this soul
Left to bleed alone beneath the stars we once loved
Alone and quiet, behind an empty garage
Under stolen lonely covers, Sooth secret whispers
Current Residence: Hell Favourite genre of music: Alternative MP3 player of choice: ipod Shell of choice: Turtle :) Skin of choice: sexy Personal Quote: Whatever Happens, Happens.
My heart races
Faster and Faster
Almost at the finish line, But wait...
That line is fading
It's getting smaller by the second
Help
Go Faster
Don't fall back
Don't drown again
No more pain
Grasp it
Go
Run
Catch that line
Chase it
Bring it back
Keep it with you
Pass it, and whatever is there you keep
Forever
It's yours
Live it
Love it
Smile
Just thought to actually put this somewhere, finally, and this is the only place it can go.
So as soon as we decide to move out and start a life...
My car breaks down
No more delivering for extra money
My job is starting to REALLY suck
I've cut my hand doing stupid shit at work like all week and weekend
We start fighting AGAIN
I decide to go to Vegas for my 21st Birthday
Which means I miss the Chicago Midwest Beauty Show
Not good. I love that every year!
So now I decide...
Get a new car???
Gotta re-ask the rents
Find a new job???
HOLY crap is this frustrating!
My hand will heal. haha...
He's an ass... we always fight over stupid shit.
Vegas will be my one and only wild and crazy single solo vaca!
I'll be the one d
Choices.
Thats all we got.
We need to live with ourselves.
So we need to live with the choices we make.
Life...
Is not that easy.
Never was. Never will be.
Yes. Its a mind set.
But one I choose to have.
There's only this one life.
We take chances.
We get hurt.
We hurt people.
We have consequences.
We have to accept what happens.
No hiding.
No lieing.
No running away.
Live up to your actions.
Stand up for yourself.
Be who you want to be.
Most importantly
Don't lie to yourself.
The worst feeling in the world...
Is to pretend.
To be fake.
To keep a cloud of shame.
Let it rain down...
Let it go.
What's done is done.