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Tuesday, July 01, 2008
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No longer occupied.
Current mood: determined
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hey yall , well some of you may or may not know. As i child i was abused by my step father in many ways id rather not go into detail about. Everyday i still think of the things he said and for the longest time ive let them control me and my thoughts. For 22 years his shadow has casted darkness upon me. Its time for me to let go.
No longer occupied
Every day I look in the mirror
I reignite these thoughts.
Your not good enough.
Your so fucking stupid.
Your such a sissy.
You'll never amount to much.
All things he used to say to me.
While in a state of childhood existence .
I dispute these violent thoughts in my head .
I've grown wiser now, I'm starting to realize these things.
These shadow's are dissipating .
Day by day the mirror becomes a window to my soul
Sharing the truths, the lies ,the misconceptions ,that this child once had.
I no longer hear the voices in the halls of hatred.
I will no longer let his angry voice have power over me.
My faith has grown to strong to let the devil occupy my time.
Never again will I hear the things he once said.
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Thursday, June 19, 2008
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Black & White
Current mood: sad
Category: Writing and Poetry
Its been forever since I've blogged I've had allot going on. I'm trying to get back in the habit of blogging so here goes. This poem is about a friend that is refusing to talk to me for a number of reasons mostly childish. All I want is to talk it through but she wants nothing to do with that so instead I write it down and hope someone hears.
Black & White
I hold back the anger. I hold back the resentment. I hold back the tears. There is nothing I can say, there's nothing I can do, to convince you otherwise. When all you can see is Black & White. All the things I could say your ego would take care of. No matter what I do your to stubborn to admit. We are not the ones to suffer the children do that for us. Yet still were the ones that need to grow up the most. Best friends stick it out till the end. I thought that's what we are. They say time heals all . I close my eyes to pray that this time will heal our decade of friendship
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Chillout 04
By
Various Artists
Release date: 2003-09-30
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Friday, October 12, 2007
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A bus ride.
Category: Writing and Poetry
Adventures of the mind
I saw a man today,
He looked like a wet paper bag, wrinkles I had never seen before.
Long mop like hair pulled back tight as if he was holding on to something he lost long ago.
In a tattered plastic bag he carried 9 lives.
Never would have guessed someone so warmed over by death would have life to give.
I imagined him sitting at home curled up with his last living love.
Sifting through pictures of times lost in the heartbreak of life.
So much to appreciate in the simplicities of life.
Yet still will worry about being late to work, breaking a nail ,dropping calls, traffic on 1-10 congesting our thoughts and sanctity of our hearts.
We let these things in, we let these things occupy us, yet we have the power to ignore and push away these shadows.
If strength of one could be given here it lye's in me.
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Chillout 2002: The Ultimate Chillout
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Various Artists
Release date: 07 May, 2002
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Tuesday, May 08, 2007
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Bettter to love then never love at all.
Current mood: worried
Category: Writing and Poetry
Shane and the peach
My mind and heart race with these thoughts and things.
I so strongly desire to express to you.
How do I do it ?
How can I look in your beautiful god given eyes and tell you all these things?
That for some reason are gilt ridden.
Like a ripe peach pierced with an aggressive man's touch.
I think of your heart mutilated by my never changing desires.
But I can't deny,
I can't Live without,
I can't pretend,
I can't live my life knowing that I may be without you today .
Just for today.
In a dark room I'm one candle burning.
Drawing him near to my heart.
I'm the creeping shadow in the dark pushing him away.
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Currently
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Back to Mine
By
Everything but the Girl
Release date: 29 May, 2001
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Friday, March 09, 2007
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I've been down
Current mood: melancholy
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hey yall its been a while since i blogged ive been depressed as if the writing dosent already display that .But hey im here now.
Spectrum
Alone again, surprised not at all. So many feverish dark nightmares blown into my mind. Always left alone to sort out my problems continuing to live with the guilt of everyone's expectations. Where did they all go all the colors of the past now faded to black and white? Constantly having difficulty distinguishing the basics of what's left of color of my life. I yearn to see the light again, to dance among the many colors of happiness. I know its out there hiding behind some dark moon. Alone again dying in my desire to see again.
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Everybody Else Is Doing It, So Why Can't We?
By
The Cranberries
Release date: 20 April, 1993
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Wednesday, February 14, 2007
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Not so happy v-day.JUST KIDDING IM IN LOVE.
Current mood: optimistic
Hey everyone this is something i wrote a looong valintine ago.
Valentine
A hopeless romantic trapped within the lace of paper heart he never received. The sun withers away into the melancholie magenta sky. Welcoming lonely stars into a vast night atmosphere. Sea breezes chilling me within leaving me with a familiar loneliness. Cradled in an ocean of dreamlike embraces just another valentine I never had. Only another night gazing through the eyes of a fantasy. Longing to experience a fraction of any loving reality. Thoughts re-shined in my gaze by the sweet taste of a candy heart the once read I love you.
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Both Sides Now
By
Joni Mitchell
Release date: 08 February, 2000
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Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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Love is strange.
Current mood: awake
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hey everyone this poem is about a love triangle i was in one of the people passed and the other one i just grew apart from.
Love three times
At times it feels beyond love almost spiritual in a sense a vast combination of ingredients of unknown origins; meshed together uniting our souls in sanctuary. At times the shadows lay down welcoming a blanket of cold rain enveloping the happiness that brought smiles to our vacant faces. Sky and streets so dark we constantly loose grasp of each other in the twilight of this constant depression. Often times I display my hopes and dreams high upon the shelf beyond my reach. Constantly fighting to grow to the height of my desires.
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Live in Paris
By
Diana Krall
Release date: 01 October, 2002
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Saturday, January 27, 2007
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Intresting i suppose...
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Love blackens
Every heart does it, wishes, dreams, and dies for the longing of nothing but a word we still fabricate the meaning to. The child in us wants to exist forever within the womb of unfound security. Torn into pieces by our own creation we struggle to exist forming wombs of desire between lovers to cradle the pieces of our past separated lives. In our lives countless tears lay down the path of future creations
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Afterglow
By
Sarah McLachlan
Release date: 04 November, 2003
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Friday, January 19, 2007
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It's been a while. Since ive blogged.
Current mood: sad
Category: Writing and Poetry
Why exist
Who knew I would wake up today not wanting to be me anymore. Caste into a mold by the dark aquatic shadows of my past. Deafened by my misery. What did I become when I lost myself between the cracks of time? What I'm I here for what promises that I harbor could be so important to any one persons soul. When does the stream of my heart run clear from my past?
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Currently
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Little Earthquakes
By
Tori Amos
Release date: 25 February, 1992
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Friday, January 05, 2007
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Amuse me...
Current mood: anxious
Category: Writing and Poetry
This poem is about everything i want a boy to be when he touches me in my no no special spot.
Mind fuck
Sexual frustration oozing from every notable point. Orgasms of pure thought parading through the virgin sanctity's of my innocence. Taking all sexual products, devouring them in pure indulgence. Pour your desires into my soul filling and satisfying all my selfish needs. If only you had the tact to perform the fantasy's of my sexually charged body. I wait for a true orgasmic release. Can you take me there to the point where my temple of sex blooms into a state of continues release?
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Currently
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Speak for Yourself
By
Imogen Heap
Release date: 01 November, 2005
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