all of our favorite words were written before we were born ( Read more... )

just to begin we must hold in reserve that everything we were taught is a lie. We know nothing of God but he's on our every breath. We might be able to tell how we got here but we'll never know why. We feel too much love and pain to feel so empty and alone. We traveled so far and end up without a home. I've made all these friends and I'm talking to ( Read more... )

she's got a body like an hour glass, it's just that sand is pouring out too fast.
It can't be healthy, these obsessive dreams, a fire and brimstone harmony. We're simply pouring gasoline and we all burn like you just wouldn't believe. The blaze is so bright that you can't see, your knuckles cracking from washing your hands of me.

i came out of the shell that is my head to the awkward silence. my mind races like the hare to fill the void. force a joke and crack a smile and we almost catch something that resembles conversation. i don't want to be here anymore. there's a frequency that's not being reach, the lull between us we've failed to breach. there's an elephant in the ( Read more... )

the masks of evil often look the most admirable of them all. they'll hide the worst intentions in the greatest visions. but we can flip this around, just as hot doesn't exist without cold, or the new without the old. we are defined by our opposites and our highs and lows, not these tests they give us or statistics they feed us.

"it's safe to say the safety's off, the gun is cocked and lately it's been harder to not pull the trigger. i need a tragedy to gain your sympathy."

could someone open the window? i feel a little tension in this room. and just how could the weather outside follow me in here? but i haven't quite got your attention with this cheap imagery. whats to say when we talk for hours and theres nothing to change. sit in silence and the message is conveyed. if only it could be, "it's not what you say but ( Read more... )

we can't muster up the strength to say whats really on our minds. so we play naive and hide the fact we're both faking. this is not poetic at all and it makes me want to throw it all away. but nothing good comes from those who wait, if you want something you have go after it right? or do we find what we're looking for when we finally give up ( Read more... )

running out of luck, so start counting the cards. a cardinal sin, we'll count me in, it's the best plan we have so run with it. for everything we ever wanted, a lesson to be learned in not looking back. i'd scream at the top of my lung if i could only get it past my throat. the sinking feeling in my stomach. it may suprise you, how empty a heart ( Read more... )

i live in a never ending unoriginal world. my dirty as hell apartment. my lack of writing anything worth while in oh the past year. my so incredibly lazy attitude. and my aching over my entire body due to the bacteria sarah so lovingly gave me for valentines day. but i can't say i'm not happy. as far as my dream, which is really what this whole ( Read more... )