Dear you to all the yous out there,
Everything has changed.
It’s been a long time coming.
I could write about a hundred of you, every person that’s touched my life has been so fascinating, so deserving of more words. I rarely spoke any of these words, even now I’m fighting my way out of a shell. Sometimes it feels like a backwards battle. I…[Read more]
I’ve been thinking a lot lately, a lot more than recently. I often find my head wedged between the clouds, caught in some crazy idea, or inspirational thought. It reminds me of the young me that I used to be, the one that once dreamed. It’s really quite amazing, the affect you have.. it’s made me question everything again. What’…[Read more]
every measure is taken
to make very,
that it’ll never end
days pass in a haze
couldn’t care less
in a habit
spiriling down like a plane caught aflame
surrounded by lips that beg you to stop-
before it’s too late
they don’t understand,
oh if only they could know
The space between you and me are where dreams come true.
There’s too many people I want to say something to, but I cannot speak, thanks to the damage you’ve done.
Everyone would know me as the most forgiving, but I find no matter how much you appologize I still hold on to the bitter resentment.
Any unsavory changes I’ve made in the last months I could link to you. I don’t like who I a…[Read more]
What was that?
I left confused and shocked, with many questions swarming my head, thinking too much of every detail, and then maybe not enough.
I can’t sleep, eat, or breathe right, plagued with odd feelings I can’t recall ever experiencing before.
I don’t get close to others.
I kind of want you to go.
I kind of want you…[Read more]
I’m standing outside the gates, you know,
waiting to be let in
Solanaceae is pretty long, so if you prefer you can call me Sol, Solana, etc. I’m in love with music, art, writing, reading, ice skating, and the violin.
I’m really cheery, but a bit shy, and can’t think of much else to say.
Not saying this is true, but it’s an interesting bit of information.
I’ve read, and heard from a few people that sometimes spirits enter your dreams, though they tend to take on the features that you give them and don’t usually appear as them. They’re usually harmless, your mind doesn’t control them they move about independantly and can control…[Read more]
: to separate parts of or pull apart by force
You tear at me. Bit by bit, just for you, I’m coming undone. I thought you said you loved me. Maybe it was something like “I’m above you,” and I heard only what I wanted to.
: the infliction of torture
All the tormentors I ever had could never hurt me quite…[Read more]
You threw me in a cage,
like a bird
and told me to sing a tune for you,
and rattled my chains instead
at first you found this amusing
the way I kept trying to fly
so you pinned down each feather
and broke every bone
until like a damn bursting,
my will went away
so now I sit on my perch, humming,
oh yes I’ll sing you a song,…[Read more]
Every night, when you go to sleep, you dream. Up to four times a night. If you wake up without a dream it’s because you simply cannot remember.
So try this,
Before you go to sleep, right as your curled up under your cozy covers, say to your self a few times ”I will remember my dream” It helps you remember your dreams, and if you really want…[Read more]
A picture of a rose is not a rose,
only a picture
words not well liked by
the ones behind the curtain
tells you what RIGHT is and what is LEFT and WRONG
THEY thinking that it has the right to
but THAT is wrong and THEY is bent
unable to see the bigger picture
yet think they know everything
Why are you so? It doesn’t help me. I can’t stare at you for longer than a moment without being overwhelmed by it. Not really your face, although rather lovely, but those brilliantly colored eyes. It’s like the stars and a rainbow had a head on collision, like they came together and had a child that they then poured into the irises of…[Read more]
I dreamt of where I used to live, in very realistic detail. Everything looked real, all the people where real. It wasn’t one of those dreams that come true later though, since there were things in it that wouldn’t even be there. At some point during the dream there was a bombing, in fact I remember a grenade being tossed at me and I just barely…[Read more]