tri-c isn't that bad, though somedays i hate it more than others. After this semester is over i will have 22 credits, psychology 1010, english 1010, math 1200, drawing 1, guitar101, drawing 2, humanities 1010. whooop, only took me two years to get all that which is barely anything. Because i go for free, and the way with the economy and all, i ( Read more... )

Where is the hope we starve for. The foundation we want to stand on and build our lives upon. Rocks are crumbling, and dirt gets dirtier. Everyday it's spoken proclaimed in feeling and thought and in interaction because the weather is not yesterday's. It's not alone, it's in us all, waiting. With no where to flee, and no place to hide, either be ( Read more... )

I should have worn my coat
and breathed a little less smoke,
for a simple cough and i choke,
the cold had ripped apart my throat.
Drying out and turning black
tender times begin to crack,
Your sweet dying save
you wouldn't take back.

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unfinished as of now

today is sucking. i'm sappose to be in math class but instead im sitting in my room at my laptop with an incent burning and my bubbler packed. i woke up late and instead of rushing off to class that i was already late for, i stopped at the bank. There's a big problem with my account being negative 200 and i overwithdrew by $3.33 and the teller was ( Read more... )

keep still
keep calm
nothings going on
and nothings going wrong

let the days go past
stay in standstill while it lasts

i've got no rhyme to make me feel alright
no answer when i haven't got a question
just the feeling of emptiness.
I'm truely unhappy without a reason why

I sat in the cold while my socks froze ( Read more... )

Got my head on straight
someone rather than a date
continuance to fate
the cocoon broke free
unleashing myself in me
the fog began to thin
hand to ponder on my chin
sudden time to dream
it's the start of the next scene
pluck of the hair
glued to the chair
sorry i've been sleeping

shallow and reckless
alone and contentless
numb to the bone
shivering cold

a draft climbs among faces
and i shudder to find a grin
been through enough
tender too rough
grave to burn a callus
grinding at the feet
a smile so descrete

and i'm happy.

There's nothing worse than feeling
What life is like without meaning
No direction to perfection
no taste or touch to be the judge
Blank stares and scares
The whole world's to care
take time to rush
before too soon becomes too much
not a choice, but a must

buzzing and beeping
the feeling is creeping
and i'm not getting any closer to this damn