Thursday, December 3, 2009
The Clouds Move Slowly
You close your eyes when you cry. That's ok. Just don't keep them closed too long. Things have become beautiful since you last looked. There's nothing more to cry about.
Written by Me at 11:32 PM
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Jesus, you guys should write lyrics -- you write poetry all the time anyway. (:
leibe, leibe, leibe
Right now, a friend of mine is threatening to commit Suicide. He's cleaning out his locker, he's giving away his stuff, and he is going to attempt it again, for the 4th and final time. I have been doing everything in my power to try and help him. He lives in a different country. Tomorrow I am calling his parents (he's under 18) and telling them everything. Although they may be part of the problem, I don't know what else to do.
I've been struggling with trying and helping him. I was suicidal for a long time, but was able to heal, and move past that point in my life. This post reminds me about how hard that point is. How rough, raw and emotional it is.
Someday, I want to show him this post. Someday, I want him to understand what it means.
Because sometimes, it takes a little time for the other person to understand what "I wrote for you".
-razzlebabyy (remember me from twiiter?)
This is so beautiful and optimistic. Thank you. :)
Someone out here seriously needed this. Thank you.
i love someone whose hands i can't reach. help me
Thank You. Thank You very much.
cant open my eyes anymore.
Cant see the bright side of life.
its like colours faded away...
it's too late ?
To kill yourself is very bold.
So they have the courage.
Why not to use it for change the way they live?
Forget the people.
Get stupid, get crazy.
But please, don't kill yourself.
"If only the talented birds sang at the jungle.....it wouldn't sound the same"
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
Lyrical prose. Beautiful, just beautiful. And in five sentences.
Very beautifully written...me like it...
This time, this time, I'm not just an observer. I'm a central character in this story, if not as much so as you. I want to see how it all plays out, but from inside, I can only catch glimpses. From inside, I have to make guesses. About so many people I guess I should apologize too. From inside, I can affect how it all plays out, but I'll probably never know. This is a story I'll never read. This is OUR story.
i am trying to open them but i can't, i am trying so hard to believe but i seem to have forgotten how to
I was having a crappy day, then I stumbled along this.
You don't know how life changing the words you write are.
try to remember otherwise I will have to bite your neck
I am serious.
My hands are big enough to hold all your head while.. do not forget.
I will stop when you say when it's going to be ok...
Please say and all my tears will dry and all the sorrows will disappear immediately
i need time...moment...date...hope
This is beautiful.
Damn. That was intense and beautiful and amazing.
i wish it were that easy, though. lately it feels like everything's worth crying about. :(
you really think I wouldn't do it?
I would...also know that rarely happens...the circumstances for it.
But even trembling, I would do it for you.
And for me too
It's beautiful :( So, so beautiful.
I'm afraid to open them..
Open them! I'll borrow you my sun glasses ;)
I don't know what you want to do
i got back home on a friday night, slightly tipsy, laid on the floor and cried my eyes out for an hour. The only reason I have not taken my life is because I don't want to transfer the pain im feeling to my family and friends once I am gone.
You are playing and you are lying!!!
I really needed this right now, even if this is an old entry.
Thank you. :)
great. love to share this.
Wipe away all of my tears. I love you so much.
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