Getting back in the swing of things (somewhat)
Artistic
Anyway, This journal entry is more of a "hey, I'm not dead!" sort of entry LOL..You know, just to let you guys know that I haven't disappeared totally lol.
So yeah, hopefully I'll be able to do some writing soon.
Late night realizationI'm sitting here, tired of staring at the wall You know how much you've let me down and with everything we've been through, it's funny how much I still want you. I've learned to stop trying to make sense of it allLate night realization
We can't keep going in circles And it's true,
we both know you know me better than they do but I can't keep trying to make you love me I can't keep trying to bring back what we had so I'll just let it be.
And you know it's hell,
but now it's my turn to let go and we'll pretend we're swell. We both know that's no way to live &nbs
In this state foreverI'm laying next to you in bed. I can't believe I've become this lucky I know it's been said but There's no one else I'd rather be with.In this state forever
I've gotten to know you this winter in sheets of satin, and we were full of lust we've kissed in the rain and I don't think I'll ever love anyone again It's only you and I now
and I'm laying next to you in bed I can't believe I'm this lucky I know it's been said but I want to be with you in this state, forever.
Free-FallingColdness comes, and darkness falls and the streets crumble and fall I don't know where to go I've been through it allFree-Falling
I can't find myself at all I've slipped through the cracks what if I never find myself? who's got my back? I feel like I'm barely holding everything together
I think I'm starting to fall These chains I carry, they're too heavy. And the world, It's breaking my back, it's too much But I continue, through the streets in pain through it all, hail, storm, snow, or rain
My insecurities plague me Will I eve
Lost againI am back to where I started I am so far from myself and I am so lost againLost again
I don't want to see everything I've lost in me and I need sometime to sort myself out again Everything was so simple back then And you were the only one Only you understood my spontaneous outbursts of randomness You were the anchors to my everything And now I can't seem to find myself and every time I try, I wind up lost in the end I'm back to picking up the pieces of my broken life I couldn't imagine me without you I had dreams of you being my wife
Sonnet XXXIIAs streaks of searing smog traverse the scene Machines salute the dismal atmosphere No longer are the dew drenched pastures green Mankind has forged a concrete coffin hereSonnet XXXII
The skulls of looming giants overlook The ghosts of marching bands who lit the streets With joy and music, oh what we mistook For righteous were such moralising feats
Defendants hide behind their royal walls Of ignorance to our fair land’s decay And even as the fateful reaper calls They delegate our livelihoods away
No hope and glory rouses London Town The flow of putrid
BlockShe lies in front of meBlock
No expression or movement as yet
To show me whether she is face up or down
Embracing my tormented presence
Or wallowing in her loathing
That has lasted eons it seems
As I have
So pale, so drained
Of a life force and beauty
That she has never been granted
Am I a monster for depriving her?
For starving her of sustenance
Of feelings, of experiences, of love
I want, need to help her
To look over her pure and chaste form
And leave m
and am interested to see how your new fond lack of writers block turns out.
Don't disappoint me....
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I'm not going to ask you to,
but it would be nice,
if my gallery had visit from you.
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This is the place right here:
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I guess some kids are born with tragedy in their veins...
I can help you to see light out of your despair - you tie the rope, and I'll kick the chair.
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" PEACE, LOVE, AND TROPICAL BEACHES"
and no prob. Thanks for putting up the piece
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" PEACE, LOVE, AND TROPICAL BEACHES"
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would you tell me
how could it be
any better than this?
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someone's a little mad because they died and went to...hell-o, my mutant, hell-o, my carcass, hell-o, my bug-infested corpse...
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Another late night in the name of creativity
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