Sometimes, the ones we love make it hard for us to see them for why we love them. Its never family, but the family you choose that give you that annoyed feeling, as if their every word grates on us. But why? why in times of personal crises can we fail to see the good and let only the bad in? I often find myself searching for something better, ( Read more... )

 I'm a broken bone in your noes 
Got you all bent outer shape
All the days all the same
Is just a life you cannot mend
and I don't wanna say goodnight

This is not your excuse for life

 When I'm lonely its him I call. When I cry, its him who makes it better, who looks after me. The summer came and with it sprang realisation, honesty that my life was no longer the one i'd had all these years. I shed my past like leaves that summer and now there it was, on the ground around me, only memories, shredded pieces of the people we were, ( Read more... )

 I wasn't lonely, But now I don't know any more ( Read more... )

 
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I'll always know, what it means to be disa-pointed ( Read more... )

 I often wonder about the women I want to be. I already see the women I don't want to be, and that women is all around, She's in my way on the motorway driving badly and cursing to the sky, she's in the que for the pharmacy looking smug, she's at work making everyone's lives complicated because she believes she's better than everyone else ( Read more... )

 
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" When can I escape this small town feeling? "

the lights all look brighter than they ever did before
and i wonder, do you feel this, can you understand this,
as I go running out the door,

let go . . . let go . . .