( Dreams... Oh man, dreams and I go way back. )

My beacon of hope
It comes with thoughts of defeat
Without it I'd fall...

It astounds me just how much of a mess I have made of myself. I look at myself almost in disgust as I realize a lot of the solidity I once had is fractured at the least. I'll hear or see something that will wish I could just cry... Things would be easier if I could cry ( Read more... )

I am not sure which is worse in my eyes: being the last person in the world and knowing this fact... Or being in a world where you can see the only other person, but they are like a ghost. You can only catch moments of their existence whether it sound or visual, but never able to interact with them yourself ( Read more... )

Needed to open up
Here, a glimpse into my world
( If you choose to see: )

I've flown far too high
And my paper wings have burned
Now I watch my crash

Fuck jealousy. That is all.

What is it that when things are going well, all you want to do is find something new to bitch at?

I am most thankful
for that which reminds me of
who I really am.

Interesting how when I look back at all of the crap I dealt with in the last year I realize it just burned away all of the crap I did not need in my life anymore. Here is to the next year! Cheers!