what is love?
so where does that bleeding heart go??? when its ripped out??? is it left on the floor to decay??? to be stepped on by others??? when this wanton action takes place does this ripping anomaly keep this mangled heart as a soveniger??? does the naive body still fuction when there is no soul? no heart? and was this ripping anomaly being spiteful or was this bleeding heart practicing masochism??? who will answer my questions??? and who can just apathise??? am i being emo...stupid??? am i tired??? am i wide awake??? what is life with love??? what is life without love???....what is love??? i wonder how one's mind works...how all can be manipulated by another so easily just because they think(the keyword)the other cares...i wonder how one could thrown something away as precious as someones heart...their love??? i wonder how one can not care less about the one that brought pain upon them...but the pain stays...but its not the pain that stays but the lesson learned...im happy for my lessons...arent we all??? i see this computer...i see the reflection of my eyes...im thinking that this is a collection of my thoughts...my mind...and i know when this is posted others will read and then it really doesnt connect..im still in my mind...and my mind is incredible lame and in a sense immature...was my mom right when she said that...when i told her about that my reason for my pain started on that night in third grade??? or is that my crutch from having to face reality??? do i even know what im writing..no...i dont understand my own mind right now...ever feel like you dont know yourself???
the one who got away.....lovely isnt it??? we all have one of those dont we???
im fine just thinking so dont think miss cassandra is upset or sad...in case you havent figured it out miss cassandra is fucked up in the head...guilty as charged...
heres a poem from the book of sorrows..some will appriciate it some wont but that is what makes us human the freedom of choice...
the sky is deep, the dky is dark
the light of stars so damn stark
when i look up, i fill with frear
if all we have is what lies here
this lonely world, this troubled place
then cold dead stars and empty space...
well, isee no reason to persevere
no reason to laugh or shed a tear
no reason to sleep or ever wake
no promise to keep, and none to make
no and so at night i still raise my eyes
to study the clear but mysterious skies
that arch above us, as cold as stone
are you there God, are we alone?
and now i reread this entire entry and realize what a waste of time this is for anyone...and i appologize for my stupidity...this is just me mumbeling to myself when there is no one to talk to.......in the end arent all words empty???
and im fine!!!! perfectly content...just wondering....
the one who got away.....lovely isnt it??? we all have one of those dont we???
im fine just thinking so dont think miss cassandra is upset or sad...in case you havent figured it out miss cassandra is fucked up in the head...guilty as charged...
heres a poem from the book of sorrows..some will appriciate it some wont but that is what makes us human the freedom of choice...
the sky is deep, the dky is dark
the light of stars so damn stark
when i look up, i fill with frear
if all we have is what lies here
this lonely world, this troubled place
then cold dead stars and empty space...
well, isee no reason to persevere
no reason to laugh or shed a tear
no reason to sleep or ever wake
no promise to keep, and none to make
no and so at night i still raise my eyes
to study the clear but mysterious skies
that arch above us, as cold as stone
are you there God, are we alone?
and now i reread this entire entry and realize what a waste of time this is for anyone...and i appologize for my stupidity...this is just me mumbeling to myself when there is no one to talk to.......in the end arent all words empty???
and im fine!!!! perfectly content...just wondering....