Funny how I never have to be present to know what goes on sometimes. I can always get the story from somebody else. It is convenient, but it also makes me uncomfortable when I hear people talk about what "this person" did last night, because it is always in a mocking fashion. It also makes me wonder what is said when I am not there--although ( Read more... )

I give up. I give up because nobody cares. What do I have right now? Nothing. Why bother? There are no reasons.

Did you ever see something in an entirely new light. Something brighter and truer, not necessarily happier, but also not false. I talked to a friend from high school today, and she told me a story, one that concerned many of my old friends. I looked back and now I know that the only one that I still consider my friend is her ( Read more... )

I'm not arguementative, am I? An old friend of mine just told me that they don't want to talk to me anymore because all I do is start arguments with them, but I'm too tired to feel upset, or feel at all. so now I am going to go back to that numb state of existence that has been my life. Its a good thing I don't feel right now, because then I ( Read more... )

Yesterday I was talking to somebody at work and they asked me if I was ok. I responded by saying that I was. He then told me that I seem different. Without hesitation, I told I that I was, even though it had only been about four or five days since I last talked to him, I felt that I was actually changed ( Read more... )

I always mess this up. I decided not to write, I don't know the point if nobody reads, its like I'm screaming at myself and nobody's listening, nobody ever hears me. I miss my friends. I am alone now.

Yet another poem, I just couldn't help myself ( Read more... )

Oh, how my day has been wasted away! It was not wasted in lack of motion and work, but in the fact that I spent my day at my job. The monotony of this place is mentally exhausting. I have nobody to stimulate my mind there, nobody to engage in conversation with. Those people that I talk to only do it out of the sheer boredom of the place or they ( Read more... )

Do you ever want to crawl in a hole and isolate yourself from the rest of the world. Sure, it would be lonely, dark, cold, and quite dirty, but it would also make any problems that you have now irrelevant. I think it breaks even, I actually lean a to wanting the hole. I could get some sleep in the hole, I got a whole hour of sleep last night. I ( Read more... )

Or actually it isn't that old. I don't write many poems, when I do think they are worth it. This one is more than that ( Read more... )