dear _____ ( Read more... )

theres no progress from day to day -
(its all the same)
wheres the great future we expected?

( why dont i mean anything to the people who matter? )

i'd rather die standing up than lying down

the emotions i feel in life pale in comparison to those in dreams- consciousness second guesses everything i feel apart into ragged shades of the pure chemical psiosis of the false worlds i inhabit while asleep ( Read more... )

i may write this again, and change only your name

so for now you may cherish it close to your chest

in this life, you can love anyone else the same

the love that we share's no different from the rest.

this isnt some storybook fantasy- no love happens right the first time. happiness needs to be broken before we can understand how it works- before we can understand how we work. so stop trying to play it perfect on your first game. feel everything you can, and it'll make sense eventually. experience is the only path to informed happiness, ever.

as long as she's running with you, you've got to keep pace with her. but once she stops, if you keep pushing onward, .. you're just going to tear apart everything the two of you built together.

you might need a lifetime to discover your potential,

but by the time you know what you

can

do,
it might be to late to actually do it.

i am a merchant of thought ( Read more... )

i am the grammarless center of the vortex of language
chaos surrounds me
"feelings of empty, while without; semi-permiable membranes lined with salt crusted with blood filtered through bone besides who would awaken beside you?"

thats what we will say, as the whirlpool of thought-turned-syntax drains the flesh from our skin.