out.

readytogetthefuckout.
cant wait.
been waiting for way too long...
goodbye sweet sorrows... hello twisted soon to be reality.
how i've missed my home away from home.

Contradition

One shall never forgive the agony placed upon them when it comes from my dark soul.
Embrace my flaws- accept them, for they are far too terrible to be added into such a pure life
fallen
I
am.

I have hit rock bottom with intentions of embracing the dirt my face lays on now.

Go forth and reap what you deserve in the moonlight- let the clock strike twelve and be on your merry way. For happiness lies beyond me- it truely does.
If you ever believe anything that these rosey lips speak- believe this:
I will always fail at donating undying love- although the love will be there it is caged in - and inside this cage it shall never break free

The lights dim everynight, the moonlight creeps in my window and kisses me goodnight
I slip away... slip away into the unknown..
the unknown that I've known for so long now- the unknown that allows me to swallow and enjoy.
The unkown I've immersed myself in for five days now...

The incredible uknown contradiction of life... the inbetween.
Run fast and don't look back.
See my soul and our endless nights as a mere memory, as a facad. . .
Remember them as dilusions and false pretenses and caution yourself from those like myself.

failures.


*missed the boat- modest mouse*

Tantalizing Numbness

I crave the thrill, the highs the lows
There is something sick in me... I am truely sick.
Beautifully sick.

The rainbow words stream down my page like technicolored raindrops...
   dropping.
                    .
                       .
                          .
Ever so slowly- my sick twisted realities haunt me, and I embrace them like the sweetest nightmare of a fairtytale in my dreams.

Soon I shall escape reality for a mere blink of an eye- I will forget for just one week
            the poison is calling my name from afar

yet the warm sand and gentle sun will scorch my heart
      into firey flames of forgetfulness....
but only for one week.

Vague Detailed Rejoinder...

It was almost like a dream- a lie filled dream of empty emotions
A young girl strolling along in her life- without a care in the world...
fearing... fearing to let anyone in.
her worries, her fears, her cautions she should have held dear.

So guarded her whole life until she was failed by two... now three.
Her fairytale ending was never meant to be, because in fairy tales there is not pain, sweet silence of mortality.

Along came a girl who kicked in the door, who had her whole life, her heart, on the floor...
until one day - her heart made a sound... an echoing dilemma to always resound.

Their never-fairytale was broken from stone... and sent to the depths of the merely  unknown.

Love entered her heart- she slowly gave in... then realized that love, was lost and a sin.
She pushed and the twirked her suddle goodbyes - and tears fell like raindrops from the other girls eyes.

She knew the pain she caused was suddenly final- could she live with herself?
Maybe just for a while...

It will settle in once again, like it has in the past- but she reminded herself that "baby, this is the last."

Her guard went back up, though she'll never forget..
    that girl that kicked in her door.. the one who truely never left...

Stranger

Foreign you are.
How it phases me - yet doesn't surprise me.

Lost in oblivion forever is how you will live your life.
Forever is a long time.
I hope that it haunts you till your soul rests.

Never again will you hear the laughter from a sweet soul, see a smile that brings sunshine.

You will never gaze at the stars the same, never feel the warmth that a sunrise brings - you shall only feel the chill that sets in after a sunset.

Silly little games - Children of the darkness

The games that these children play in the dark streets is so serene... so epic, so endearing.

How I long to play with them...

Throw rocks in the lake of agony.
        Let           Them          Skip.

Rocks... breaking the waters surface
                   Beautiful, ignorant children...
You should never throw stones in glass houses.

Roadtrip

How I long to let this music blare
let down my hair- on my way.
The hours they pass- but moments they last,
every minute closer, leads to a fragment more of anxiety- pure blissful anxiety

The scenerios embrace my thoughts, race through them, and allow them to run wild
As wild as I'd like to be
Wrapped, euphoric, the sheets entangle us.

The rush feels like the cool autumn breeze
So intimate- so foreign, yet so lovely

The wide open road leads to endless possibilities

Supernova

The intrinsic colors of mystery rain over us
Sprinkling so light, yet storming at the mere moment of passion.
Each mile grows with a brighter color

Lingering thoughts, sugar tasting sweet like a technicolored bliss;;
This passion runs through my veins like a
wild sea of fuchsia

Floating along is so peaceful, and so full of adventure.
Secret adventures that capture my mind;
Scarlet poppies lead me down the path of discretion

Blissfully enjoying my technicolored warmth.