January 2012
139 posts
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we will talk soon
and i hope we can be straightforward
still remember it can not be erased so easily
you must learn of your faults
like i will accept my own.
7 tags
many times...
you have hinted i am to blame, for you losing your grace
you have scoffed when i am content with myself
you have tried to redirect talks when my fate comes in
you have tired to belittle me to make me your slave
you have manipulated me with a whiny polite gesture
you have tried to make me jealous with a friend
you have left me out in the cold because your upset
you have tried to convince me...
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love
i could not love you
because you planned it so
i saw your dreams
you shouldve known
but i am no trophy
and you no queen
you cannot control me
how youve always dreamed
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release
this may all seem so harsh
but realize i have not let go
where you have had many facets of release
i have known only one soul
this has been in the making
and not that i hate you
but you wished it so
i cannot simply forgive
without letting you know
you cannot keep running
or i will let go
i cannot keep writing
or i will not go home
so lets start a new year well
and release the...
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i am not good
at this rhyming shit,
screw poetry
im making my own.
December 2011
17 posts
6 tags
dreaming in heaven...
so much to see but so little time
we raced for the highest plateau
you beat me there only to find
your friend was badly hurt
suddenly the beast awakened,
and with one giant leap was at out feet
his anger made the ground shake
for we had crossed on to his land
with one scoop he swallowed him whole
and made the waters rise around us
we begged of innocence like mimes
he gave a grin and...
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the right time...
will arrive when i will have the courage
to tell you what ive been trying to convey
i know you find your way through the haze
only to cover the footprints youve laid
you know where i lie, you always have
i know what you hide, i always have
you delight in the game i unwillingly made
only to hide in the shame of the blame
i have been kind to you, keeping the pain
but it seems this has all...
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where do we lie
how did we arrive at this place,
i see no way out anymore,
i have carried myself with patience all along,
trying to see the light deep within your pained soul,
i said i would never leave you,
but now i only see myself to blame,
it seems the longer i stay around,
the more i grow to disappoint you,
i wish to please the world,
but find myself trapped within your maze,
i wonder late at night...
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love afar
many faces i wished to see yesterday, i wished to hold. yet i cannot even text you. it hurts to hear your voice, to see the words you wrote because i cannot hold you inside my love. no one seems to understand why it is i hesitate to wish you a merry xmas text, but the truth is it pains me to think of you again. the moments we shared are locked inside a vault within my hearts museum because i...
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here we go again
christmas again. so soon, too soon. every year i feel the same way when we arrive at eve. it pains me to see it come and go so swiftly. my loved ones i wish to hold you inside my heart forever and this is only a reminder of how fast time flies. the gifts you give are more than i could ask for, i wish not to recieve them but i would offend your generosity. what pains me the most is never being able...
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butterflies
i know i am a guy and all. i am not suppose to feel but yet i cannot help giving the biggest cheesiest smile when something like this happens. when i crush i enbrace you in my love, you are surmounted in a field of my acceptance. my love is usually only one directional though, and i have grown accustomed to that. but those rare occasions when i feel the other fall for me harder than i for her,...
no no no
tis the season, right?
this christmas doesnt feel like any other to me for some reason. this has been on my mind for some time now. and as i tried to figure out why i realized that it isnt christmas. when i remember my past christmas’ i recall the smiles and joy the thanking and compliments. but this year something has gone askew. when i look around i see no happiness or joy light up the...
“what was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often i found in the son...”
i feel hopeless, but its not.
i have developed a trauma with art it seems. the closer it gets to photography the more it hurts. knowing deep inside myself that i have not failed, yet that is what the world labels me. FAILURE. it shouts at me everytime i try to climb out of my hole. but every now and then i remember, i am not weak, i am not beaten! I WILL WIN!
