{Box of Secrets} [This is good]

Last stop

Last stop for last drinks
for the road before us is sparse
and empty of all hope.

Update from moi: There is something coming - it's on its way. Productivity decline has pushed the day of reckoning further into the future.

But, wait. Patience will bring your bliss.

Last stop

Last stop for last drinks
for the road before us is sparse
and empty of all hope.

Update from moi: There is something coming - it's on its way. Productivity decline has pushed the day of reckoning further into the future.

But, wait. Patience will bring your bliss.

You haunt me

You haunt me, by the sea
among the waves' crash,
triumphantly, and as the sand
fills the heart carved therein,
I know in my deepest, that
we surely shan't meet again.

>?

You were a concept in my mind, long before I saw your face.

And darling, you didn't disappoint.

Well,...

Things are, life is surprisingly, surpassingly, alright.

I Promise

I have little but this life that rushes nowhere, nothing to look forward to at the end of the day, no hopes or dreams, no wishes, a pocket and heart full of disillusionment, a funny taste in my mouth when I see others around me happy and smiling, a funny taste in my mouth when I see others arm-in-arm and smiling, sad, cold mornings, and a breezy unhappiness blanketing all.
[You never call when I need you to; you never write. I am "in missing" of you and your everything.] But what the hell, that's neither here nor there.

But regardless of this, of everything that seems to be falling apart like my life, my head and my heart,

We are all going to be okay,
everything is going to be alright.

I promise.

Compendium (Of Recent Posts)

 7/17 - 7/15 (2010)

The truth
Okay, on top of my no longer having any friends (I really don't), I think I am destined to die alone

You Know,
"the ones that say, 'I think I could love you anyway.'"

TimeMoneyEmotion
it's always nice waking out from under a spell, a lie, and seeing all of the time and money and emotion you've wasted on someone drifting by, tossed out in a fit of boredom.

it was nice
it was nice, sleeping in my childhood bed, safe in my parents' house, for a night while kicking.

Funny
Funny how when things come crashing down, they do so in an irreparable, almost graceful manner. I had to move out of x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x, this girl I was into found someone new, and I've let everyone down yet again.
But I'll be okay.

There
there are some lies you live
and some you leave behind.

Morning, hello beautiful

Morning, hello beautiful

I said to you

And it sang –

In my ears and in my heart –

This green desert in which

We struggle to find

A perfect kind of happy loneliness,

The air, the earth,

The smell of your hair,

My secrets kept, lost, stolen, abandoned, to the night

Your green eyes, goofy smile,

Glasses, sadness, madness,

And always in want of being wanted.

 

It’ll be hard to leave something,

This madness

That feels so right.

[Your] Fireworks

I didn't mean to tell you that I loved you yesterday
But, after thinking on it the rest of the night,
I knew that I meant it
and I don't know how I feel about that,
[and I'll never tell you this.]

You are bliss.

My Mistake

Pulling you towards me to keep me from being alone,

Pushing against whatever barriers or lack of feeling stand between 

what my habits need and what you feel for me,

And there's nothing left for me, I know,

when I've sold all I've loved for a paycheck and a suit

for a girl to fill my time with whom i can pretend that her love will befall me

for her truth is not my truth, 

and the seasons are too short to hope for anything of consequence,

An unfinished rhyme, 

a lie, 

a broken heart,

a betrayal,

an apology,

we are

a mistake and a friendship apart.