Still alive

I don't know what to do with myself, what to do with others.
I am scared of making mistakes.
I should take risks, does it matter if we lose?
There's not much to lose anyway. But why win?
Satisfy yourself, satisfy all of your needs and for what?

# Online seit Freitag, 16. November, 2007 um 17:05

Geändert am Sonntag, 05. Juli, 2009 um 15:14

Endless roads behind the closed door.

Endless roads behind the closed door.

# Online seit Sonntag, 11. November, 2007 um 13:22

Geändert am Samstag, 20. Juni, 2009 um 16:22

Clean

Clean

# Online seit Dienstag, 06. November, 2007 um 15:37

Geändert am Samstag, 20. Juni, 2009 um 16:20

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Absolute truth does not exist.

# Online seit Montag, 22. Oktober, 2007 um 15:52

Geändert am Sonntag, 05. Juli, 2009 um 15:09

No idea.

I'm tired and I have to go to work tomorrow. I've found myself again at a place where I get lost in poetry written by broken ones, written within the agony of of what has yet to come. I am afraid for what the future holds. Afraid of moving further. If only I could go back and change what I wanted to do different.

# Online seit Sonntag, 07. Oktober, 2007 um 13:09

Geändert am Sonntag, 05. Juli, 2009 um 15:11

defining moments

There's a lack of communication in this society. Note to self: be more open towards those you think deserve it.

# Online seit Freitag, 05. Oktober, 2007 um 06:46

Geändert am Donnerstag, 18. Juni, 2009 um 14:35

defining moments

Desiring to be everything they're not, because of the lack of recognition. My boundaries are yet to be discovered and my inspiration is yet to be revealed. I will not be forgotten.

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Ah sweet vacation... Ever felt like there will come a time things will seriously change, as in, turn your whole world upside down? Well, if I think of summer, that's the thought that always crosses my mind. Find me.

# Online seit Donnerstag, 27. September, 2007 um 14:41

Geändert am Mittwoch, 17. Juni, 2009 um 11:06

defining moments

The only thing I hear is the sound of the rain on the roof and on my window. And the song I heard before starts to play in my head. And I remember how you used to hang me like a picture and how I turned in nothing more than a frame.


I stumble through the wreckage, rusted from the rain
There's nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame
Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain

Dissect me 'til my blood runs down into the drain
My bitter heart is pumping oil into my veins
I'm nothing but a tin man, I don't feel any pain
I don't feel any pain, I'm rusted from the rain

Go on...crush me like a flower, rusted from the rain
Go on...strip me of my powers, beat me with your chains
And if...I'm the King of cowards, you're the Queen of pain
I'm rusted from the rain, I'm rusted from the rain

You hung me like a picture, now I'm just a frame
I used to be a lap dog, now I'm just a stray
Shackled in a graveyard, left here to decay
Left here to decay, I'm rusted from the rain


# Online seit Montag, 24. September, 2007 um 13:34

Geändert am Montag, 15. Juni, 2009 um 08:17

Note to self

Read more.


“Education is the power to think clearly,
the power to act well in the worlds work, and the power to appreciate life.”

.. And when vacation has finally arrived, I will, I can.

# Online seit Mittwoch, 05. September, 2007 um 12:36

Geändert am Sonntag, 14. Juni, 2009 um 14:09

My one and only escape

My one and only escape

# Online seit Donnerstag, 30. August, 2007 um 10:51

Geändert am Sonntag, 14. Juni, 2009 um 08:55