Thursday, December 13, 2012

A Part, Apart

I see you.
Blood.
Sweat.
Tears.
But I wasn't there.

I feel you.
Joy.
Stress.
Sadness.
But I wasn't there.

I hear you.
Laughter.
Grumble.
Whimper.
But I wasn't there.

I was a part, apart.
Like some missing piece.
I wanted to reach
Out into where you are.
But I wasn't there.

Friday, August 17, 2012

C12H22O11

Should I wait for the sugar to down this bitter pill?
'Cause it's been sitting here for a while
In my closed mouth, on my very tongue.
Should I wait to trade sadness for a smile?

Water might be cold,
And it just might do the trick.
But the fleeting moment through my throat,
Might make me yearn the kick.

I might just get used to
The pricks my buds feel.
The plastic must have melted
But I'm waiting here still.

(8:19 7/27/2012 Dorm Room) He didn't reply.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Monday, August 13, 2012

Crispy Nuggets of Wisdom #1: The Pen

When I was younger, I couldn't understand the need to shift from using pencils to using pens. Why would anyone want to write with something you can't erase? Now, I guess grown ups have their own twisted way of showing you that when we get older, there are some things we couldn't take back.


P.S. And when we try to cover our mistakes with the same pen, we only make things messier.

Monday, July 30, 2012

L'il Red Riding Hood

L'il Red Riding Hood
Amanda Seyfried

For the Love that don't fit in the mold.
For the Love that strives to exist.
For Love. For Love.

Sunday, June 24, 2012