Friday, September 09, 2011

CYCLE

I am in the state of metamorphosis.
Suffering the lost of myself.

Sunday, September 04, 2011

Famous Last Words




Today, I am beginning to accept what has happened to me, but I don't understand it. Perhaps acceptance is a new beginning. Maybe, understanding will never come. The more one understands oneself, the easier it is to be liberated from the chains of useless and negative thinking. 


TODAY'S ADVICE: Feel the pain until it hurts no more.

SONG FOR THE DAY :)

DROPS OF JUPITER



Was it everything you wanted to find?
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

I get on better like this.
But still, this isn't the best way.

Super

Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands.
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands Romeo.

MCR

Saturday, September 03, 2011

Bullet Proof Loneliness At Best

My nerves often get better off me. 
It is especially on free days that I feel rotten.
The atmosphere is so oppressive and sleepy and as heavy
as lead. You don't hear a single bird chirping outside
and a deadly close SILENCE hangs everywhere 
catching hold of me as if it will drag me down deep into an underworld. 

WASTEFUL INSANITY AND ME. 


Rock is dead and the Papers did it.

HUM HALLELUJAH HUM HALLELUJAH

And you are my overflowing melody
Too great to be measured on any imaginable scale
A memento of an unbounded thought I can't ignore
A topic full of insights
The most clever form of darkness but a good persuasion
My representation due to love as thoughts
The tempest of my eyes
A candid puzzle piece or enigma
The best supernatural but humane being
that will always have a special twinge in my heart
The happy never after I want to believe in
The uncertainty I want to uncloak
and be sure about
A fugitive I want to isolate myself with
The heart I want to move.


My composition written this time of the year last year for you-know-who.
This is a response to a poem he also wrote for me. 
Pathetic me.