sentences reminiscent of
drew danburry song titles:
irrelevant but poetry of
its own. long-winded speeches
with nervous tics tics tocks
tocks from the clocks clocks
a-here and a-there it goes
down the road watch it run from
me from my toes atop the
asphalt, it slides beneath the
wheels glides beneath the
pencil upon my paper between
my fingertips writing words
letters numbers and the music
notes that just the previous
day fell from my eyes, unlike
teardrops because they found ways
to dance across my cheeks and
leave messages of vibrance and
EFFERVESCENCE and it was a
dance party on the bridge of
my nose, dance party being
suffocation mixed
with desperation, crying
out for elimination
from the sensitivity and activity
and decision-making processes
of everyday within every place
on every stage, the battle
of twos and fours
crawling through creaking trap
doors leading to spacious
quarters in which to sit
and stand
and scream.
banging on the walls trying to
get out! get out!
but stuck underneath the
floor with the trap
door.
There is a girl who rides the train
Into New York City everyday
And she gets her coffee from
The same well-known coffee shop
She doesn't deviate from the norm
She sits at the same table every morning
Well one day she walks into her little coffee shop
And she sees a man sitting in her chair
Oh and she decides not to throw a fit
No, she decides not to sit elsewhere
She's gonna sit at her table, oh
She's gonna sit where she prefers to sit
Well, he looks at her strangely
And she looks down into her coffee cup
And he, he, he opens his mouth
And he asks her, "What's your name?
What's your name?
What's your name?"
Oh talk about a,
Why must the ocean be so calm and cool?
I wish for calamity and cruelty.
But the waves that crash upon the shore
are nothing but small children
running to their mothers' sweet embrace.
I look to the sky to start its storm,
but it does nothing but sit and stare
with its blue, blue eyes and its
soft, soft clouds. I can only imagine
what it must be like to fall from the sky.
Oh I want to fall from the sky
like raindrops on a gray day;
I want to be the puddles you tread through.
Oh I want to fall from the sky
like snowflakes in a blizzard;
I want to be everywhere, I want to impair your vision.
In the summer the grass is green
and
eyes droop in a sense of
disbelief?no
only sleep-deprivation
(which is just a little less
glamorous)
creations of little
to no
existence
can all hear my whispers
and they come crawling up
and singing lullabies
softly into my ears
as to drift to sleep
head caressed by deep pillows
and wrapped beneath a
soft blanket
life revolves around
s l e e p
i think.
i like to
s l e e p.
She was watching the moon swallow me hole when she heard it: the whisper. The soft, delicate whisper that cradled her ears. She instinctively touched her finger to her earring, the cold, icy breath engulfing her.
The moon's glow lit up her cheeks, white as snow, and her eyes shone with fear. He spoke to me matter-of-factly, "Don't let it get to you, she's only just a bird."
I nodded, and hummed the first few chords of a lullaby.
"Cecilia was never a true guardian," he continued on, "she flits and flies too carelessly, but you my dear are perfectly intact every feather in place, soaring and sinking gracefully." I continued to hum, quietly t
I can no longer see the moon
Because of all this hurting gloom
That's buried in my heart
Its torn us all apart
I am now all alone
No where to go, so lost, so cold
A lot can happen in just a few days
So much pain, in so many ways
And my mind is racing, I'm scared to turn
For you might teach me something I never wanted to learn
Maybe that you hated me all along
How you were right, and I was wrong
Don't wanna wake up tomorrow, don't wanna confront my fears
How many more smiles will be conquered by tears?
Don't try to tell me I'm taking this too far
For I would much rather be dancing with the stars
This is the path that lead me here
This is the path that I feared all along
Now its the path that will lead me home
Its the path that made me scared
Its the path that I was unaware of
And its the path that I can no longer avoid
Don't tell me about your traumatic childhood stories
Don't tell me about where you're going from here
I know more than you'll ever know about loneliness,
About fear
This is the path I'm now chained to
This is the path that few will walk with me
Its the path that will haunt me forever
I know you think that you've had it worse than me
I know you think that you have gone through so much
But you don't know a
the swing
rocks
back
and forth
back
and forth
forgotten
nobody uses it
anymore
swaying in
the gentle breeze
the swing softly
creaks
cries of loneliness
can you hear
can you feel
do you know
the soft
gentle
cries
that the swing weeps?
listen
listen
quietly weeping
we are all
lonely
we are all
crying
inside
The sun has set on all my hopes and dreams
Creating only sheer failure and hate
Just when I think I know what my life means
It all turns around because of cruel fate
I didn't choose the path I'm doomed to take
I don't want the risk to just pass me by
I want to make all of my own mistakes
I'm begging to learn what it takes to fly
I don't care if all I gain is belief
I'll wish for skies filled with hopeless wonder
Days without happiness, just angst filled grief
Gray clouds shaking and rumbling of thunder
But fate chose something worse than whats above
It gave me life without a drop of love
The song of my soul
Whispers to thee
I cling to the bond
Of you and me
Afraid it will shatter
And it might
It almost has
No words have been spoken
No glances caught
Our friendship almost gone now
But maybe worthy
I am not
Maybe all that has
Held me close
Now holds me back
If only tears spoke words
If only dreams came true
My crazy world is lonely
For only I am left
Only I see this vast distance
The song of my soul
Sings sadness within
Maybe in time
I'll find myself again
I'll discover myself without you
A feather in the shadows
creeps through the alleyway
and your shadow looms larger.
Like a frightened animal,
your eyes dart forward, back,
side to side,
and my chuckle of amusment
escapes my breath.
You speak and I laugh;
emerging from the shadows,
I am but only a friend
until I become your enemy,
and how can I be the enemy
when we know not a thing of each other?
I sense your fear,
and laugh once more.
Walking prey,
the victim I've waited for
all through the lonely night.
My dawn soon approaches,
and the fire I will become rises near.
Grab your arm,
your raging scream,
my piercing bite.
My elixir of life
now drained f
The sweet hour upon us
The night air fills my lungs
So alone in my head
Heartbroken somehow
Create for me, grant me
My wildest hopes
My biggest dreams
Spin
Turn
Fly me away
Sweep me off my feet
Don't let me think
That I'm not
Never will be
Worth it
Care for me
Its doubtful
That I'll always crave you
But for now
I can't stand being without you
Don't run away
Make my day
Care for me
Hold me tight
Show me the way into your heart
Your eyes made of fire
Show pain within
My hunger to help you
Just as you've helped me
I don't want to crave you
Just as I do now
But my heart cries out
For your presence
And I can't help
But cry out as well
My life now in ruins
For needing you so
Don't make it worse
By hating me now
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to fall again
I guess its too much
To ask for help standing back up...
My secret safe
Inside my heart
As the world beneath me
Spins
On and on
Forever it turns
Dizzy leaves my head
And shot through the eyes
I cry a million tears
Of blood
Of ice
Of glass
The pain
It burns
But not as much
As how I know you'll feel
When my secret is revealed
I've dared not tell you
For far too long
But now I feel the
Time nearing
So much pain
My heartandmind have suffered
Too long
Now you can hurt as well
I ruin your life
As my secret ruins mine
And the candle wax drips
As the clock ticks midnight
Goodnight
Sweet devil
Goodnight
my mind is racing
forward and back
forward and back
i'm afraid that i'll fail
and once i fail
i will have to leave
all that i love
all i've grown used to
all who've grown used to me
and then when i leave
i'll have nothing to live for
nothing to keep me going
and then i will wither away
i will sink so low
no one will remember
and if someone does
they won't know what to do about it
i'm afraid that i'll fail
afraid that i will have to leave
nothing to love
but the thought of nothing left for me
oh someone save me
lend me a helping hand
i don't want to leave the place i love the most
Current Residence: In a house... on a hill... WITH EDDIE SKIZZORS! Operating System: Mac OS X MP3 player of choice: iPod Favourite cartoon character: Eeyore Personal Quote: I rock! I roll! I stone!!
Favourite Movies
Johnny Depp stuff, "The Notebook", "Lucas", "Say Anything"
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Harry and the Potters, Linkin Park, Something Corporate, Evanescence, Blink 182, and lots more too
Favourite Games
DDR!!11!!
Tools of the Trade
pencils&paper//Photoshop
Other Interests
Johnny Depp, "Buffy the Vampire Slayer," Reading, Writing
Anyone else participating in NaNoWriMo?
I am, and I'm having an absolute blast.
I hit 15,000 last night, which means that I passed the quota for tomorrow night, so I'm two days ahead. Crazy, considering the only time I had to write on Monday was in the morning and during lunch (which didn't result in many words).
Blehhh, school.
are currently making my ears very, very happy.
I want to get up and dance.
Best Buy is stupid.
I hate it.
They had no Serge Gainsbourg.
No France Gall.
No Alizée.
I think that they do not like the french.
Hate!