eleven hundred miles and a hairbrush

Heading in the direction of
Ever unceasing destruction.
Always wondering if this is the
Direction that's best for me.
Over and under and thru the
Very threads that hold this life together.
Emptyness becomes a lost
Reality.
How can this be wrong?
Everyone insists.
Ever against this helplessLove
I feel towards
Someone who doesn't exist.
I cannot contain this feeling,
Never lie and claim it's gone.
Lies are no part of this world
Only truth and love can break the
Very bonds that bind us apart for what seems
Eternity.

a whisper, of a song

he told me his name with a smile
like a song it came from his lips
"taylor"
perfect in everyway but all the while having
undertones of an uneasy past
you'd think it was thunder that you couldnt see
that is the pounding of my heart


i feel okay
its high time i feel okay

saturday nights to remember

a strange thing
pain is
like a knife cutting across skin
or
a boy saying the words that are all wrong


my dad sat me down today
and he told me i was wrong
that was it just i was wrong
i had my bag packed and i was going to leave but
i couldnt because as i slid past him
he whispered something that i will keep forever
i learned something today
something i would have never thought of

"its okay to just let it go sometimes it doesnt mean
defeat, your not giving in
its a way to feel better even if just for a second"

disgusting

She held her head in her hands, and dug hernails into the soft flesh of her cheeks."I once dreamt he was alive…"The sadness caught in her chest and threatened to crush that which had once loved a friendship kind of love.Have you ever lived a lie? She looked up from her palms at the mirror."Hello old friend. You'vecome to see me again?"Fingers reached out to touch the glass surface.Small red bracelet around a stranger's wrist.Nothing looked good,because everything was wrong.This soul had a near death experience yesterday,standing by his coffin.Wondering… just exactly how far,six feet really was.