Archive for December, 2007

no one will remember you tonight

Sunday, December 30th, 2007

And this is my angry song. The words you never thought I’d muster up, certainly less than adoring and leaving you as cripple as your lies left me. The silence your empty promises has left will be shattered and your ears left ringing. I should have never settled for you, never settled for whatever [...]

love is no big deal, its the falling you feel

Friday, December 28th, 2007

It was a slow ride here, a slow and painful detach but I’m here. My feet on hard wood, bare and at home like never before, I gaze. Take in tokens of of my old life amid walls of something new, something right. Unsure of a great many things, and sure to [...]

until then we’ll have to muddle through somehow

Saturday, December 22nd, 2007

I want to watch you grow. Day by day, minute by minute astonishing me with your wit and logic. I want to watch you become whole, and more beautiful with every smile. I want you to remember me from day one, I want you to know I was there all along. I need [...]

c is for cookie, thats good enough for me

Tuesday, December 18th, 2007

To the emotions this may concern:
I know I neglect you, and you’re feeling suppressed, but these public flare ups and frequent outbursts just will not fly with me. I realize that this move is a lot on you, what with the holidays and all, but I simply need you to remain calm. I [...]

stretch hope til it resembles happy

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

“Shop shutters rattle down and I’m cutting the crowd
All scented and descending from the satellite towns
The neon is graffiti singing make a new start
So I look for a plot where I can bury my broken heart
No I know I wont forget you but I’ll forget myself if the city will forgive me”
::elbow, forget myself::

i am certainly uncertain, at least i’m pretty sure i am

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

All day I waited, waited for the simple touch of letters. Slippery and smooth, flowing under my fingers. I daydreamed of what I could create, humming the tunes of my toils as I regurgitated the motions of my usual day. The images I devise under these frail appendages, colors and futures of mine and [...]