Monday, March 26, 2012

Expectation Of Heart

Even though we're far apart I can still feel you smile. With every beat of my heart I'm reminded you possess it. Oh that time would pass swiftly so that I might hold you in my arms and feel whole again. A feeling that seems almost foreign to me now in my broken state. Never again will I allow my heart to be misplaced. Never again will I let you slip from my embrace. Untill then care for my heart and fill it with yours, so that I might continue to feel your smiles as I count the seconds until your return.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Evil Empire

Let your words catch fire and burn down their nefarious establishments of thought and reason. So that it may set the whole world ablaze with freedom. Speak bravely and see them burn to the ground.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

How To Be Alone

How do you cut off a friend who's holding you back? A question i ask myself but seem to carry out on a daily basis. Like snow flakes in a breeze i watch them drift away one by one. The breeze is me though as I ignore texts and calls and slowly isolate myself. I hate this, I hate me, I'm becoming the type of person i despise, im becoming disloyal, the word brings distaste to my mouth and fills me with shame. I wanted to make changes for the better in my life but I didn't realize the price I would have to pay. Breaking bonds with those closest to me because they were holding me back. But here I find myself a faceless coward and deserter. I am leaving those who I care about so much to save myself. If only I weren't weak and pathetic I could shoulder the weight of my friends and make them better with me. Again I fail them though. And as I do the proverbial right thing and cut them off I don't feel better, infact I don't feel anything except alone. So is this the better me? Stripped of my principles, stripped of my self dignity. Does my end justify my means? In trying to become better I fear I have only become worse. Now I stare at this face in the mirror and strain to remember its faintly familiar figure but I don't know who the reflection is...

Thursday, March 1, 2012


Alone and restless at night. It forces you to ponder all the mistakes you've made that day. And then robs you of sleep to ensure you make more tomorrow. It conjures up images of You, but then refuses to allow the dreams to come. I drink these times in gladly though so I appreciate, so I don't foresake the restless nights alone...with You.