Saturday, September 27

Freewrite: One Last Time [9.24.08]

If I could hold you in my arms one last time. Could I mold your thoughts in my hands? Maybe I could shape your feelings to feel the way I do. How would you feel if I might expose my honest feelings to you again? Maybe I should, but that would only put you behind a mental prison. But why should I be held in a psychological prison while you're free to roam your thoughts. While I'm fed the same thoughts of you every day. So will you hold me physically this one last time, for I hold you in my thoughts last time, this time, and next time.

Freewrite: The Moon [9.25.08]

Hearing what you say. Listen to what I tell you. The moon only shines in the darkest hours, at times in the light but little by little, it departs from the Earth. It still does its job but maintains its pace in departure. So if you've noticed any similarities with the moon and your current situation, remind me delicately why you treat me so.

Stuck [9.25.08]

Sulkily reigning over the easily weak
But spotted off afar
lies the tree of youth
Unmoved by all attempts
of superiority except
nature itself
As it teases the one in reign
Affections are dispersed
to the flames
The options that were
considered impossible
or unthought of
remain the sole of the fury

YOU SUCK.!. [9.21.08]

So shallow
are the words
that slip from your mouth

You say words
that you don't mean
what are you
hiding from?

Putting the blame
on me
holding grudges
that aren't really there

So I guess this is goodbye
but not really
cause' we'll still see each other
for a glimpse in our dreams

Goodnight Love, Don't Let Go Tonight [9.15.08]

If a dream faltered
Could it be renewed?
As if the wishes of the skies
could be granted by the
lonely stars

Lonely stars admired by many
but inspired by more
The audience came back
like the tamed feline
Demanding its freedom
but the truth lies

The truth lies exactly where
the heart is to the mind
filled with endless possibilities
that maybe this slumber activates
just as my dream falters