Entries from 2014-04-01 to 1 month

Prayer of Imperfection.

Thank God For my knobby knees. My pizza face. My overly full body. My long Dark Hair That everyone thinks is fake. For my friends. Who should really be in an asylum. My brown eyes That look so ordinary. For my tears. That mean more than th…

The Inevitably losing war.

Life becomes a war. You And the world. The world only wins when we stop trying. In the end, don't we all lose anyway? All we have is the pride of trying. It's what life is. An attempt at defeating the inevitable. The ineveitable is the ine…

Bitter.

That bad taste in your mouth That makes your toungue recoil. Harsh words lash out at you in Sudden snaps. Snapped from some as cruel and unusual as punishment itself They appear as sweet as anything else you've ever seen. Exept they are th…

Slowly Freaking Out.

I have time. I know I do. But it feels like the statement contradicts itself. Time passes slower than molasses. My heart beats opposite the tme. My whole mind is a breath away From shutting down. I'll only fail if I let them stop me. I kno…

Camoflouge.

Jungle animals hide with their surroundings. Sea animals hide behind seaweed. Humans are the only creatures who hide behind themselves. They are silent Observing creatures who Try to be as well hidden as they possibly can. The hide from ea…

Pressure.

Fear comes as it closes in Running down the wire. You feel as though you'll mess up in the most embarrassing way. You feel like if it comes any closer that you'll just explode Into a million pieces. You used to love the way it felt It was …

Hidden.

In the darkest corner or the world, There's a girl doing what she loves But she is in that corner Hiding. Hiding what she loves to do more than anything. She never asks herself "why" because she knows the answer; She doesn't want to be rid…

Silenced Voices.

Shy and unnoticed. Never speaking their minds. Silenced by the cruel, loud voices that speak over them. And after a while, they stop trying to be heard. The loud wonder about their opposites. How did they become so shy? So different from t…

Cold Hearts.

Iced from love. Cold to the truth. Ice walls surrounding like a one sided-mirror. The inside sees through as though they were all windows. While the outside is blind from it all. Little do they know that the heart is iced to the core. Bloc…

Transitions of Spring.

The season of new beginnings. Flowers start a new life. Mythical bunnies hop around in little children's minds. People take all of their sadness from the Winter And forgive the pain that it brought. It is the season where everyone gets a n…

The Heart: Organ of love.

Why is the heart in control of all loving emotions? It gets us into trouble because it doesn't have the wisdom or rationality of the mind. It doesn't have legs to move forward. It doesn't have lungs to take in anything new to get rid of th…

Silent life.

I suppose it's better. Silence. You see more. Silence. You know more. Silence. You're forced to think more. Silence. What if you want less? Where did "Less is always more" come from? Maybe it was always just a false statement. Less talking…

Happy.

What happens to the people who don't have happiness? Do they simply disappear? Are we just drones walking amongst the ones who are happy? People see right through the ones who fake it. Then people judge the people who are honestly unhappy.…

Tears.

Tears might fill the ocean. They might drain you pride. They leak from your eyes to show emotion. Happiness, fear, sadness,frustration. Tears symbolize all of those. Salty but sweet. Bitter but fleeting, streaming down your cheeks. Making …

Wisdom.

Don't know what it's made of Knowledge or experience. Possibly both. But then that begs the question; What does wisdom give you? A different type of knowledge? More life experience? I sometimes wish that I didn't know so much. I would be n…

Pain.

I've never seen pain filled with love. It's like an aching in my chest. It sits there. Never to be moved. Never to be healed. Only to sit there and hurt. Feel it pound its way into my heart. And pound. And pound. With every beat. Not exact…

Broken Heartbeats.

I can feel them. Each and every one of them. Running through my veins. Filling me with the knowledge of my broken heart. Which beats. With broken heartbeats. Which loves A broken love. Whch pumps broken emotions. I wonder if they will ever…