Friday, April 30, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
The Celestial Companion
Still, courage, my friend.
Still, all is not lost and you are not yet done.
Still, there are fires to burn in the darkness and light to cast amongst the shadows.
Still, there are moments that must be taken, fighting and spitting to the ground.
Still, nothing has killed us yet.
Still, the sky smiles on the brave.
Still, have the strength to try and hold the sun in the palm of your hand, once more.
Still, ever burning.
Still, the most beautiful things come from beneath the ground.
Still, the light is cast from the darkest of places.
Still, we labour on under the cover of stars.
Still, we know the truth rides high in our chests.
Still, the world has yet to end, no matter how hard any of us try.
Until we are still.
Written by Me at 1:49 AM 26 comments
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
The Soul Of Glass
That's what you never got. It takes an entire lifetime to write the words "And they lived happily ever after."
Written by Me at 2:55 AM 21 comments
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
The Children Of Time
January has issues with her mother, February is always talking about things he wants to do while March does them, April eats sweets and May pays for them, June is the oldest but not the wisest and July always has an opinion on everything. August never stops trying do the right thing, even if he doesn't always know what that is. September once saw something so sad, she never stopped crying. October holds the lift for anyone, vice-presidents and street-sweepers alike (for his memory, not for theirs) and November makes fun of him for this. December is tired but always hopeful. He has never once stopped believing.
Monday's obviously a bastard, quite literally as dad can't remember what or who he was doing. Tuesday's temperamental but ok as long as you stay on her good side. Wednesday doesn't say much and Thursday sometimes hums just to break the silence. They're in love. Friday's always wasted and she and Saturday hold each other tightly until their delirium fades.
But Sunday, Sunday knows she's the end. But she closes her eyes, and she pretends with all the strength in her tiny heart that really, she's the dawn.
Written by Me at 2:58 AM 52 comments
Monday, April 26, 2010
The Rain Was Once A Cloud
Know someone as much as you can. Hold onto the moments that define them. Then when their body leaves, they won’t.
Written by Me at 2:55 AM 19 comments
Friday, April 23, 2010
The Hole In The Sky
Written by Me at 3:03 AM 40 comments
Thursday, April 22, 2010
The Fire In Smoke
What I meant to say was, sometimes I stare at the cigarette in my hand and beg it to stop wasting my time and just kill me. But I figured you didn't want to hear that.
Written by Me at 12:21 AM 23 comments
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
The World Shoved Me
And you can tell when you look at them that it's everyone else who made them this way. Or maybe just, someone else.
Written by Me at 1:45 PM 13 comments
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
The Air In Space
Written by Me at 12:01 PM 15 comments
Monday, April 19, 2010
The Promise Sleep Made Me
Written by Me at 12:34 PM 27 comments
Friday, April 16, 2010
The Song Across The Wires
I'm a picture without a frame.
A poem without a rhyme.
A car with three wheels.
A sun without fire.
I am a gun without bullets.
I am the truth without someone to hear it.
I am a feeling without someone to feel it.
This is who I am.
A mess without you.
Something beautiful with you.
Written by Me at 12:35 AM 37 comments
Thursday, April 15, 2010
The Insomnia Of Flowers
You tried so hard to be the person everyone wanted you to be. Maybe you should've just been the person you wanted to be.
Written by Me at 12:14 AM 38 comments
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Floor Takes So Long To Hit
Written by Me at 12:58 AM 24 comments
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Place Everyone Worked
If you don't think I'm important, you're a no one, not a someone. Because everyone is important to someone.
Written by Me at 1:24 AM 8 comments
Monday, April 12, 2010
The Leave Behind
Written by Me at 12:44 AM 22 comments
Friday, April 9, 2010
The World Needs More Lighthouses
You can join the millions talking in the dark. Or you can stand up and scream light, out into the night.
Written by Me at 1:11 AM 14 comments
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The Corner Office Of My Mind
You tell me that everything is rented. That even my time, is borrowed. Well, sir, at least my thoughts are my own.
Written by Me at 3:35 AM 13 comments
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
The Lack Of Postcards
Written by Me at 12:14 AM 17 comments
Monday, April 5, 2010
The Last Days
I just need you to be able to tell people I was here, I felt, I lived and I loved as much as I could, while I could. And that the person that I loved, was you.
Written by Me at 11:47 PM 27 comments
Friday, April 2, 2010
The Shape Of Air
Written by Me at 12:58 PM 22 comments
Thursday, April 1, 2010
The History Of Arson
Written by Me at 11:31 AM 14 comments
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