Thursday, August 28, 2008

SHATTERED


I don't know where to begin. I don't even know where it will end.
Shattered.
One mirror, broken.
God a crack formed there when I was 7.
Look at how it branched.
2 becoming 4, becoming 8, becoming16, becoming....Too many to count.
Each time a fracture forms
My ears are pierced with the screech of the glass separating.
Till finally
CRACK!
Another piece
Who are you now? What do you remember?
Remember that? Forget it! Shove it!
It never happened.
Only SHE remembers!
It's all her fault!
CRACK!
Floating, can't feel a thing.
Guess it's better that way.
CRACK!
Who said that..........

Friday, August 15, 2008

For the love of crying in the mud.....


Talk about wanting to be sedated..... UGH!
STRESS! STRESS! STRESS!
Interesting new chapter in life... Or rather revisited...
I just started dating again and I am already tired of it. The wondering the questions, the games, the misunderstandings, and the let downs.....
Maybe I just don't find it as enticing as I use to. I don't know.
I know I am a very interesting person. I just happen to find people that are just as opinionated as I am and then I back down. Maybe they do the same thing.
I did receive a very sweet poem from someone and I don't know who they are but here it is. (I also want to save it for myself.)

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,
Which I gaze on so fondly to-day,
Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms,
Live fairy-gifts fading away,
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still.
It is not while beauty and youth are thine own,
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear,
That the fervor and faith of a soul may be known,
To which time will but make thee more dear!
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets,
But as truly loves on to the close,
As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets
The same look which she turned when he rose!

I don't know if the person who sent it had originally wrote it or if it was originally written by someone else, it doesn't really matter to me cause I appreciate it. So to whomever he is, thank you.
Having had a bloody feeding-tube doesn't do much for your self-esteem. Of which I do not have anymore.
I think I going to put the dating thing on the side and get my butt back in school and get my life going again now that I have returned to some sort of normalcy, (whatever that may be).
Maybe not...
I! DON'T! KNOW!
Ehh.... Just go with the flow... :)
I know that he is here already inside my heart, and that I am with him.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008


Oh boy..... Maybe I should be worried about this... :)