I think the care that I once harbored for you is finally beginning to tarnish on its own. The gears in my mind aren't working the way that they once did. There was the one widget that ensured that I didn't steer too far from the path that …

So happiness shouldn't last. There should be balance between the light and the heavy metals in our minds. But I just don't see how one day of happiness equated to several days of saddness. The ratio just seems a bit too off. I'm so sick of…

With my two hands, I can part a sea of water to just barely squeeze myself through. I do it not only beause I need to survie the tsunami, I do it so that I can relieve myself of the grips that the expectaions of others have branded me with…

There's a decent debate running amuck about my mind. There's the one side that reminds me that putting myself first isn't selfish, no matter how much it seems to be. The other side drilling my faith in others into the other side of my mind…

There's a fear that's come about, if you can call it that. Or perhaps one could name it a sensation. Using either title, the sensation of future will dawn overhead as the grandest eclipse, it all fades out eventually, but the journey there…

I don't think about you anymore, and I like to think that I think about you less. But sometimes my mind trudges to the cold of where you are, and while my environment isn't the most alluring, you win in any pity weather contest any day. I …

You know, surrounded by books and a set of keys, I feel more like myself than I could sitting in a group of warm smiles and eyes. In clenched fists I feel weaker than sobbing into a steaming mug of camomile. And with these tears in my eyes…

Does it make any sort of sense to fend off memories that haven't become memories yet? I'm not too sure that I even want to continue the flow of progress that is growth. Growth involves abandoning nearly everything that I once knew, and I'm…

I had been waiting for something for so long only to realize that I can't have it. It was almost as though I woke up on a crisp Christmas morning, and my house was null and void. I was waiting for something beautiful, but I watched it bein…

While trying to paw some way through life, I've found myself wondering what I want from any or it. Not necessarily the purpose of it all, because I wouldn't mind putting a rain check on that bit of knowledge. But rather, what I want to ach…

I have a feeling that at some point, near or far, there will be a massive monsoon of exhumation for the world. It will reach all corners, and perhaps, even in the slightest way, everyone will feel a dent in the clutter of their minds be ma…

Alright. So I more than take a pass on healthy ways of coping, with anything really. I'm more than worse at knowing what to do when I get confused. I'm confused a lot. But if I were to create a list of ways that I would sort of imagine bei…

There's a tradition of oneness in loving, one that I'd never dare break. Something in the giving of a part of you to someone else. Perhaps those two parts converge to create two independent souls that choose to live their lives so linked t…

In an attempt at pursuing the selfless part of loving someone, I clearly neglected the selfish bit. I was never all that great at taking, because taking led to greed. Greed scared me because of my observations of others taking, while other…

'Tis such a shame, the present day's common knowledge of greiving the another's pulse. So many people are abandoning each other for whatever screams that it's better at the time that no one bothers to hear the whispers. The term, in genera…

While I haven't exactly gotten to it yet, I wonder what it will be to bounce back. Loving got me to such a low that all of the stereotypes began to make sense. You know it's bad when all of the emo teenage stereotypes start making you nod …

So much emotional potential, so many feasible words that would settle like dust betwixt us. I used to relish beneath the look in your eyes as they penetrated mine. Many times, I thought there was a glint of curiosity there, and I loved bei…

Whilst I am not vestigial, the feelings that I had and have for you are. I do not need them to proceed in my way of survival. Some time soon, I will need not think of you in order sleep, for I never needed you to sleep. The reality of the …

At some point, I look to build my place. It need not be large in any way, shape, or form. But just something minescule. May it be aq speck of dust aboard the wind's path, centimeters above the sea, or even millions of miles below it. It sh…

When I was small, it took less than a wave to draw the corners of my mouth upward. But, as I grew more familiar with the rest of the world and all of its potential terror, I didn't find that it was that simple. Life began to give me some w…

So you're moving on. Cool. That's chill. Yeah, I'm completely fine with that sure. That is if we just overlook my sleeping habits completely. Actually, if you just forget my thoughts in general I've never been better. I'm pretty sure I wen…

As an attempt at understanding my teenagehood, I compare it to structures that have great longevity, but terminate, like rivers. At the unkissed mouth we start our struggling doggy paddle, with innocent and harmless rocks settled beneath t…

This is a time for reflection on things that at the moment, I cannot do. Not all of my limits are negative, in fact, none of them are. Limits are merely another representation of the person I am right now. This is not who I will be for the…

I need to know that certain things that I don't tolerate in myself are actually completely normal. I should know that pain is one of the most normal types of feelings in existence. I do hate that I must feel so much of it right now, but I …

So I shouldn't blame myself for the tragedies that aren't really tragedies but are tearing me apart. And they probably aren't even tearing me apart but quite frankly, my mind is analogous to a torn scrim bound to open up to a whole new sho…

Who knew repeatedly kicking someone further into the ground could be such a fickle process. It's almost as though the goal is to make someone kick their own selves. I wonder how much rage life has to use so many people as its punching bag.…

There are just some teachers, that are just too cruel to be teachers. Maybe that's just their style, and it does result in getting through thick skulls, but I almost wish that I could address the professor and reveal the way my mind works.…

Different people need different support systems, though mine's been a bit hesitant lately. I've needed to take the fifteen steps I took to letting you in back. My mind is no longer the place that you long to be in, and while that's accepta…

So shutting reality out is wrong. There will always be someone who can give more than I can, and even give differently than I can. This is as good a time as any to release all that I need to. I'm nearly ready to stop clinging to air. I wil…

I'm painstakingly on my way to accepting the reality of vast changes. They say that sadness is the hardest part of living, but I really beg to differ. There's an ease to sadness, as it holds one under. While one slips into a something a bi…