Friday | May 09, 2008

more words

Thursday, May 08, 2008
 

substance
 
Current mood: blissful


cheers. as always, here cheers! i say to you in broken sentences over miles and miles of light and sound. flashing through . lightening.


you've got visions in your head of what you think i could be. no it's not true. it really is this all the time. i really am THAT obsessed.

oh well.

special.
 memories.

it's all just a feeling inside you think you need to have. and you think these words , meaning. these words....hold meaning,meaning, meaning! no substance. at all.

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

saviour

Current mood: calm

Category: Writing and Poetry


you come to me like some great hidden moment, who are you and who are you and who are you and why?!

you've got secrets in your spirit, years of yearning crowded behind an invisible dam you've created all on your own. breathe! it's so useless!


all encompassing,you are,like a thunderstorm! sweep and destroy and degrade and demolish you and everything on the way to your front door. but i'm too tired and i'm just too tired and I'm just TOO damn tired of these paths!...never knowing the directions except the footprints i've made...and it's leading me home. that's beauty.

you come to me like some great transgression, but I won't be a statistic. i won't be just another notch on this inconsiderate belt of weakness.


i won't be anyones personal saviour.

Sunday, May 04, 2008
 

deep rivers

Current mood: luminous


deep rivers of "what must I be"

it's a longing... a longing..a longing to fall

this vertigo

this bone deep ache

but the drowning is not reaccurant

or rather the outcome is catyclismic

fatal

can i withstand?

ive got deep rivers running through my veins

deep oceans in my blood

and they're fathomless

god only knows...and the aching...always!

searching for answers

diving in again and again

but always gasping for breath...my fingers empty

Deep rivers and they pull

a great undercurrent and i'm powerless

I am powerless?

am i powerless?

who ever really knows

too many questions

i take them into myself in great satisfying gulps

asperating them into my lungs

letting them fill my belly

letting them fill my soul

until i'm drifting off

Deep rivers

and they flow constantly

what nonsence, so trivial...

still....i can't seem to let them go....
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1 - You have very deep thoughts that well manifest themselves in your poetry...:) (Comment this)

Written by: momma at 2008/05/13 - 04:38:46
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