Repetition Makes Perfect

Repetition repetition!
That's how I've had to learn everything in life. Apparently this is true even with my mistakes. Why can't I learn from past mistakes? Why can't I do what I know is right?... What I "think" I know is right...What I "want" to know is right. Apparently I need to figure out whats really important to me in life, and not just who's important to me....What will my life be about?

Words Are Meant To Be Heard

Write until your lungs burn and your heart collapses. Write until eyes bleed and your fingers cry. Write to give life to words that end lives. Words that pour out emotion to explain your lack there of. Words that only bring emptiness in lonely thought. Words that even still, you would give anything to speak, because words are meant to be heard. Unspoken a word spoils on the tongue. It rots in the mind and twists into something even more nefarious than the lie it started out as. So write your words and I will listen, I will be consumed.

Indecision

Die so I can die or breath so I can breath. Your indecision is the knife in my heart and my love is the poison.

Alive

The sun shines on the good and the bad. It's a beautiful day to be alive. It's a beautiful day to be either.

Sparks

I refuse to write about my thoughts and feelings. Rather than give knowledge into my insight I write to ignite. That my words may burn in the kindle box of your mind that will set the world in flames

Write to kill

Speak Fire

Don’t believe their words. Don’t believe their egotistical propreganda trying to mislead the masses. Change? Whos change? Not your change. Their change, their money, their interests, their ideas infecting your mind to numb you to the fact their taking your life from under you. Espionage of the mind, they steal your dreams and then tell you what to desire. Speak! And let your words rain down like fire. Burning away their lies and exposing you… exposing the truth

Write to kill

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.