Time And Tides

Shes always patient but counting time, I wondering how much left is mine. Gently singing songs of tides, she wakes me from what clouds my mind. How many days will I let wash away, before I see the pain that stays. I must set foot on solid shore, she need not wait anymore.

Let it all fade away and rest in better days

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