What if? An eternal burining flame keeping vigil some where in the vast reaches of the mind. It holds us captive. You senses are not completely free as long as it burns ( Read more... )

The shadows whipser. Do you hear it? They talk of change. The Veil is being lifted. The caged bird sings again. It's poetery is in motion ( Read more... )

How can you be happy when you hide that which brings you happiness? There can be no story book ending when you hide from the truth and love sends you running like a frightened child from a house or horrors ( Read more... )

I feel like i am running through a house of mirrors. My senses are all messed up. Who is fair weather and who will weather the storm is hard to recognize. Friends out of strangers. Enemies out of friends. The whole time the path made of thin ice which cracks with every step i take. I stumble through blindly not knowing where to turn. I reach out ( Read more... )

when you can sum up your life into movie form does that make it real still? A movie is just a series of illusions. Camera angles, tricks. Not knowing is the hardest thing to know. The lie spreads like a slow moving cancer. There is no cure in sight. And you better pray you dont believe in hell....

Please feed me your ugly poetry i need it again. That cold feeling washing over me. Smear your lipstick, valadate how ugly you feel. Perfection is killing you. Blindfold the mirror. Turn out your lights. Pretend again. 7 more years bad luck. Call it quits. Drag your heels in a little deeper. Pull harder at the edges. Tear out the colors make ( Read more... )

( What were you for halloween? )

The reminants of you still hang with me like my shadow. The thoughts just wont go away. My head flooded over its banks and poured into cups of doubt. The puzzle got bigger and lost its sides. There is no border to hold in the chaos. Stick out your toung slip it in my mouth let me bleed from your tender kiss. The blade sharp comforting knowing it ( Read more... )

I have never been one to know when fate was staring me in the face. Perhaps this is a good thing? In any case i may be looking at fate for the first time ever and seeing it. I cant really tell and only fate knows. But i think the scarry thing about giving into fate is then you become its prisoner, it slave, whatever it wants you to be really. So ( Read more... )

Jelousy is a poison that kills you slowly. Eating away at you from the inside out. You want to scream but the irony is your pride has frozen a smile upon your face. You are stone. Yet even the slightest scratch will make you bleed. Why cant you be glass? Let the others see what is inside. An invisible girl is what you will become in your death. A ( Read more... )