Thursday, July 7, 2011

The Spiral Twists Me















Nothing has killed me yet. Not even you.

16 comments:

Soapyness said...

first thing, i plan on keeping myself alive. second, i'm going to be happy.

cartographerofyourhair said...

And as much as you torture me with your silence, not one single piece of me will die. You can't beat me, I'm too strong for your eyes these days.

Anonymous said...

but you are getting closer and closer by the second, and you don't even seem to notice.

MC said...

It's not me in my head.
In my head, it rages.
- Do it, do it, go on do it you waste of space.
This is a virus, this feeling. This disease.
I'm infected.

Kate said...

I feel like this is a good comeback to haters.

Anonymous said...

I wish I felt this strong :(

Broken

Anonymous said...

No one will ever break me.

Whatever said...

if nothing were something then I guess you'd be dead already. and if forever is all right now, then maybe we already are.

Anonymous said...

I don't know if you read all your comments, but I found your blog today and I've been reading a few. I want to tell you that you're doing a great thing leaving such good messages for people you've never met before. It's a noble cause. I want you to know that someone, and many people besides me, I'm sure, respect you for what you do.

Thank you.

Anonymous said...

I've really been loving your posts lately. For a while, what you wrote didn't quite hit me like they used to, maybe just because I couldn't relate to the situations, I'm not sure. But wow, lately, everything you've written is just so haunting and beautiful and hits me in that spot you can't quite explain, and perhaps it's not even there but it just makes you feel like something's missing. Thank you for taking my breath away with every word again. Thank you so so much.

You're absolutely beautiful.

Anonymous said...

No one will ever bend me.

Anonymous said...

Tough as steel.

Savannah said...

And I was not intending to...
I wanted you to know you are alive
I needed you to live
And when you were falling into the abyss
I torn it apart to let sunlight into your thoughts
And it was brutal
I thought you were going to die
But I better lose you yet know you are alive
I better be hurt and alone
Yet know you’re capable of flying on your own
And I can take your hate
And make it a poem...

Anonymous said...

You said some things you didn't mean, but I love you was not one of them.

Anonymous said...

I didn't want to. All those things had exactly that meaning. Why would I call it again by its name?

Moonstone said...

Love, I don't want to kill you. I only want to kill me, so that you will be happy again... Please don't parish now...