Goodness, there is so much drama drama
but the drama has lessened
and now it's just more of a mess
that I want to throw into the air
and let it fall as it will
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Cherry Lips or Cheery Lips?
Crocodiles sing in perfect harmony,
their jaws open
exposing perfectly sharp teeth and notes
Rising into the air as the song continues
The owl eternally watches this show
of a monster's sentimentality
with increasing interest
as the words morph into something kind
Glowing butterflies flutter in the dim moonlight
Just out of the reach
of the hungry mouths
of the crocodile
Song, based in the throat of a frog
singing deeply a soft tune
that holds up the harmonious voices
of the carnivorous crocodiles
Innocent birds had once landed
to watch and listen
comfortably on the shore of the lake
Now their feathers adorn
the throats of the reptiles
Snakes slither through the branches
of a nearby tree
While they cannot sing
they cannot object
to the mesmerizing tune
that captivates their dinner
leaves it helpless
and tastier than ever
The owl
their jaws open
exposing perfectly sharp teeth and notes
Rising into the air as the song continues
The owl eternally watches this show
of a monster's sentimentality
with increasing interest
as the words morph into something kind
Glowing butterflies flutter in the dim moonlight
Just out of the reach
of the hungry mouths
of the crocodile
Song, based in the throat of a frog
singing deeply a soft tune
that holds up the harmonious voices
of the carnivorous crocodiles
Innocent birds had once landed
to watch and listen
comfortably on the shore of the lake
Now their feathers adorn
the throats of the reptiles
Snakes slither through the branches
of a nearby tree
While they cannot sing
they cannot object
to the mesmerizing tune
that captivates their dinner
leaves it helpless
and tastier than ever
The owl
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sick Sick Sick
Really, if everyone hates you, how can you ever hope to be happy?
That's why you have to pretend
Pretend and please and smile
until you're sick sick sick
like Silly Sammy Slick
and snap
That's why you have to pretend
Pretend and please and smile
until you're sick sick sick
like Silly Sammy Slick
and snap
Friday, November 13, 2009
H@cking isn't Nic3
Things like this are scary
Privacy?
What's that?
It's the thing that matters most to me.
Privacy?
What's that?
It's the thing that matters most to me.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Censor?
Sometimes I want to censor all of my thoughts so that only things will be said that will please others.
I don't want to do that here.
L o v e is just another word I never learned to pronounce
I don't know what happened exactly, but I feel happier recently. Like I don't have to try so hard to fit in with others, to laugh with others, to just be myself and spread sunshine upon everyone
These are oddly happy days
And I can get through them, even though sometimes it's hard to memorize a monologue in ten minutes. Even though it makes me smile to see that the teacher doesn't know me well, that I am a mystery.
Let the mystery continue, I say.
Just don't forget I exist, please.
I don't want to do that here.
L o v e is just another word I never learned to pronounce
I don't know what happened exactly, but I feel happier recently. Like I don't have to try so hard to fit in with others, to laugh with others, to just be myself and spread sunshine upon everyone
These are oddly happy days
And I can get through them, even though sometimes it's hard to memorize a monologue in ten minutes. Even though it makes me smile to see that the teacher doesn't know me well, that I am a mystery.
Let the mystery continue, I say.
Just don't forget I exist, please.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Mindscape
Glancing into the reflective surface
My painfully rainbow dry eyes
Drowning beneath the skies of gray
In the fields of wheat
Lie many dead dreams
Soaked in the blood of reality
Faeries who once danced
Killed with the knives of betrayal
Focus flying from the purple walls
Falling to the potato punishment
Inscribed upon white paper
To carry a potato
Something that would never rot
I articulate a shaky laugh
My landscape is broken
My painfully rainbow dry eyes
Drowning beneath the skies of gray
In the fields of wheat
Lie many dead dreams
Soaked in the blood of reality
Faeries who once danced
Killed with the knives of betrayal
Focus flying from the purple walls
Falling to the potato punishment
Inscribed upon white paper
To carry a potato
Something that would never rot
I articulate a shaky laugh
My landscape is broken
:(
yeah, so Bela sent me a thing on Chattersia being all hurt about the blog thing
ugh
sometimes she makes me so angry
and she's so self-centered!
she thinks that I only blocked her out by locking up my blog
no, I blocked out all the people I don't even know who were so eagerly sending me hate mail for no reason at all
they weren't even brave enough to supply me with their names
and that this blog is all about her?
bull shit
this is MY blog
about ME
ugh
sometimes she makes me so angry
and she's so self-centered!
she thinks that I only blocked her out by locking up my blog
no, I blocked out all the people I don't even know who were so eagerly sending me hate mail for no reason at all
they weren't even brave enough to supply me with their names
and that this blog is all about her?
bull shit
this is MY blog
about ME
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Anti-Words
I am going crazy.
All those words. They weren't his. They were my paraphrases
Or were they?
All those words. They weren't his. They were my paraphrases
Or were they?
Friday, November 6, 2009
Trust? What's That?
Why would you do that?
Tell so many people about such a little thing
that didn't even involve you
Guess what?
Yesterday I wanted to kill myself
I swallowed as many things as I could get my hands upon
there wasn't anything sharp enough to do harm
and this is because of your words
your unnecessay words
Tell so many people about such a little thing
that didn't even involve you
Guess what?
Yesterday I wanted to kill myself
I swallowed as many things as I could get my hands upon
there wasn't anything sharp enough to do harm
and this is because of your words
your unnecessay words
Monday, November 2, 2009
Right.
So today I feel like everything.
And I don't know what or how I feel.
Stop asking me how I feel
I don't really know
Happy?
Hm
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Fuck
I don't even know what happened last night
And now it's over
Animosity is growing
for all of them
everyone
God, I don't need friends
not these kinds of friends
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