Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sad
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Charles
Monday, November 7, 2011
The night
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Emotions
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Smoke
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Roots
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Pattern
Friday, October 14, 2011
Zombies
Monday, September 26, 2011
Mother
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Parent
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Little World
Monday, September 5, 2011
To love you
Friday, September 2, 2011
Missing
Friday, August 26, 2011
Drowning
Monday, August 15, 2011
Proud
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Human
With its own self
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Nervous Kiss
Friday, August 5, 2011
Life right now
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Fucks: none
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Faces
Monday, July 25, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
I love you
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Ghost
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
You
Monday, June 27, 2011
Good
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Awakening
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Poetic
Friday, June 17, 2011
Fuck you
Monday, June 13, 2011
Nothing to believe
Friday, June 10, 2011
Little Bird
Woman
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
One day
Serial
Sunday, May 1, 2011
fucked
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
My Prayer
Monday, April 18, 2011
You've hurt me
Sunday, April 17, 2011
If I was solid
I'm trying to believe in something I can't feel
Trying to believe in something I can't see
I want so bad to reach out and touch you
I want so bad to reach out and feel your skin
If I was solid
If I was whole
I'd take you into my arms
I'd hold you still
I'd feel the tears
That I've held in
Monday, April 4, 2011
New
Oh how I was born strangely
With severed limbs and severed heart
Oh how I looked in your eyes
And saw you there
Oh how I was born silently
With severed knowledge and fragmented logic
Oh how I looked in your eyes
And saw you there
I am the mother
I am the father
I am the earth
I was shadows
I was darkness
I was wind
I swirled around your faces
I saw into your skin
I saw into my own
And that’s where I begin
Good morning new sun
I loved your faces
I loved you
I loved you
Good morning
Sunday, March 20, 2011
I am the sound
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Psychology of a Society
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Boy
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Tide
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
words
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Growing
Friday, March 4, 2011
Mirror
I do not mind that you are sad by the window, crying silently, waiting for the sky to rain. I do not mind that you are sad in the shower, with no emotion in your eyes and your hands balled into fists. I do not mind that you are sad when you are sleeping, dreaming about a girl who is unavoidable but too far out of reach. I do not mind that you are sad and lonely and depressed. I do not mind at all.
Your face is bleached into the color the stars make. Your hands are brown with dirt and loved by your mind for their color. I saw you dance in the moonlight, you were not sad. You were not sad, and I was not sad. You danced with the color of your face reflected back to you through the lights in the night sky. You danced in the moonlight and you ran back home after.
When you come in the front door and you smile, I see your freckles stretch and your skin pull tight and your eyes shine bright. When you come through the door and your mouth is a line, I see your calm face and the dead look in your eyes.
When I see my reflection, I see you looking at me. I see you see me. I see you. I am sorry and unafraid. I am strong and not withered. I am frayed on the edges but it gives my hope character.
When I look in the mirror, I love you no less.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
A terrible fate
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Skin
I wonder what you do
If you find it in your heart
To move
To face it all
To dance
This passion has passed
I don’t feel a thing for it but
Trepidation and a wanting
I lay here
Wondering what you do
Knowing that if I care enough
Is is worth it at all
Is it anything
Is this anything
And my body is eating me
Breaking me down
Composing me
Tangling me with desires
A breakdown of summer
Telling me
I want the sun
When all I want is rain
I want the rain
And the scent of you
On my skin
Sunday, February 27, 2011
close to you
god sees me
Friday, February 18, 2011
GO!
Friday, February 4, 2011
youth
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Anger
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
I am alive
Saturday, January 22, 2011
I don't want to breathe
Just breathe just breathe
I don't want to breathe
I want to be the air
And flow into everything
Become something beyond me
I don't want to walk into the storm
I want to be the storm
I want to be the stars and the planets
And the complex atoms
I don't want to be tethered down
By earthly thoughts and situations
My body is caging me
Constricting me
My brain limits me
I can only speak
But how can I conceptualize anything
Across language
I am language
And how can I see a thing
When I am it
I want to transcend demensions
transcend time
How could I own a thing
When I know it
Don't want to contemplate these things
Understand these things
Don't want to look at things
And be so constricted
In god we trust
I want to trust god
But I don't trust we
It is a merging of things
That cannot be merged
They are seprate
I'm not we
If I trust god
I am god
And god becomes
But god is simple
Believed by minds
That are limited
And so we become
And I am not god
You believe in this
And I believe in an I
That became a we
I am lost
I am meloncholy
I am we
I don't want to breathe
I want to be the air
But my brain makes it so
Impossible can stare me down
And kill me
thought by thought
Breath by breath