i'd like to die for one day and come back full of life ( Read more... )

every time it's this it's that. no not really, it's always the same. but regardless of sameness, i continue to feel: angry, sad, frustrated. is not frustrated a combination of angry and sad? maybe, i have never been good at understanding what i'm feeling. eventually i'm hoping for acceptance, or for something that hasn't already happened ( Read more... )

I have seen the sun and stars and moon
and have decided they were meant just for me.
My heart fingers never cooperate.
It's not my fault this happened to me.
It's not my fault we weren't meant to be.
But when I see your face in the moonlight
I know for sure that the sparkling lake
and shimmering grass
are signs of your love for me.

she said she'd leave us alone
but she's here all the time
gifting us trees with poisonous leaves.
we die everyday you see,
but we grow back like weeds.

the days go so slow we don't know who we are or what we want
we are just floating on clouds

someday i will dance with you

and when she left it was like a breath of fresh air choking me into happiness. when you don't know what to think, think nothing, it's better that way. and she said she said these things in my ears and i digested them wondering when and how and where i knew this girl wondering what's left of me?

The pretty wings flap but completely miss the point when on the water the trees waved and whined and I saw his face but nobody believed me so I hid in the cave and waited for the cold to wash over the rocks and creep up my legs and arms and body and I don't know what's going on because I can't stop shivering and shaking and I want whats worse just ( Read more... )

I want to say what you are thinking.

I want to think what you are saying.

Things things things are disappearing again.

I am abstract is distant is far is I can't see me above what I was who I am I am abstract I am what I am.

I don't know what I am.

(i love cloud cult! they make me happy happy happy woo!)

Everyone writes how i feel better than i do. Everyone elses problems seem to be my problems. I feel like i am taking on the weight of the world and i don't know why. I'm not happy with the way things are. I'm not happy with myself. I feel desperate. I feel alone.