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?

# Posté le vendredi 16 novembre 2007 17:05

Modifié le dimanche 05 juillet 2009 15:14

Endless roads behind the closed door.

Endless roads behind the closed door.

# Posté le dimanche 11 novembre 2007 13:22

Modifié le samedi 20 juin 2009 16:22

Clean

Clean

# Posté le mardi 06 novembre 2007 15:37

Modifié le samedi 20 juin 2009 16:20

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Absolute truth does not exist.

# Posté le lundi 22 octobre 2007 15:52

Modifié le dimanche 05 juillet 2009 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.

# Posté le dimanche 07 octobre 2007 13:09

Modifié le dimanche 05 juillet 2009 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.

# Posté le vendredi 05 octobre 2007 06:46

Modifié le jeudi 18 juin 2009 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.

# Posté le jeudi 27 septembre 2007 14:41

Modifié le mercredi 17 juin 2009 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


# Posté le lundi 24 septembre 2007 13:34

Modifié le lundi 15 juin 2009 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.

# Posté le mercredi 05 septembre 2007 12:36

Modifié le dimanche 14 juin 2009 14:09

My one and only escape

 My one and only escape

# Posté le jeudi 30 août 2007 10:51

Modifié le dimanche 14 juin 2009 08:55