Just on of those days
neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me.
Bible
A tragedy means always a man's struggle with that which is stronger than man.
- G. K. Chesterton
If you won't be better tomorrow than you were today, then what do you need tomorrow for?
- Rabbi Nahman of Bratslav
Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.
- Eugene O'Neill
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is the example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
- Jean Giraudoux
Bible
A tragedy means always a man's struggle with that which is stronger than man.
- G. K. Chesterton
If you won't be better tomorrow than you were today, then what do you need tomorrow for?
- Rabbi Nahman of Bratslav
Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.
- Eugene O'Neill
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is the example of the eternal seductiveness of life.
- Jean Giraudoux
Saturday, May 22, 2010
confusion
Its hard to wake up and go on when you know there is so much pain and your struggling with tears. do you show the world the weakness or keep going? how far can you get till the past catches you? is it better to face the past than to keep it hidden in the closet like old clothes. i dream that one day it will all be clear. how do i know what i want if i have everything? how do i know what i don't. how do i chose between the old and the new? its been forever till i have my emotions come to light. how do someone who been through a lot and sucked it up , lets it out? I'm tired of hidden her in the closet when she wants to be heard. will i ever have the courage the power to let the world see her. how do i stand tall when my knees are starting to cave. i guess the only thing left is that i breath and take it one step at a time.confusion that probably never leave
Sunday, February 21, 2010
where the sidewalk ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
never
my heart beats just a little faster around you
my voice a little calmer
the blood in my body rushes as adrenaline is released
i open my mouth to say your name
my tongue a little heavy
your name triclkles off the tips of my lips
"hold me" i say
"kiss me" i say
and you do unconditional.
"never leave me" i wisperd
in your ear
you said "never"
you said "never break my heart"
"never" i said as i looked in your eyes.
in return for your love;
i broke your heart.
my voice a little calmer
the blood in my body rushes as adrenaline is released
i open my mouth to say your name
my tongue a little heavy
your name triclkles off the tips of my lips
"hold me" i say
"kiss me" i say
and you do unconditional.
"never leave me" i wisperd
in your ear
you said "never"
you said "never break my heart"
"never" i said as i looked in your eyes.
in return for your love;
i broke your heart.
WAITING
she stood there waiting for him
but he never came
she stood there with her heart on her sleeve
waiting , he never came
she stood there without judgment
she stood there with unconditional love
but he never came
she stood there just waiting and waiting
but he never came
but he never came
she stood there with her heart on her sleeve
waiting , he never came
she stood there without judgment
she stood there with unconditional love
but he never came
she stood there just waiting and waiting
but he never came
confused
I feel hurt and confused.feelings tangled in a web. what is it that i want? do i still love him or not. am i ready to put my feet back in the water on just sit on the sand. what do i want? how do i know its what i want when i find it. looking for someone or something. why is it that i feel such pain but hide it from the world. my emotions i write on paper and hide from the world. afraid to show my feelings of love and pain. afraid of unwanted sympathies. life goes on as the world spins still I'm stuck in time afraid of moving. there was a point in time that i would throw myself off the bridge for love,fun or just for the hell of it. but now i wont even walk across the bridge so afraid to fall off.where am i going and how do i get there. I'm looking for a sign I'm doing this right. did i make the biggest mistake of my life or did i save myself the pain?
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