February 2012
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Shemomedjamo
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There was an outbreak of sanity In the greatest cities on earth And chaos reigned the grounds For what seemed like an eternity It was only two days, three nights Shameless, we all were, In the truth we found ourselves in.
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Will you shadow my regrets and resist my temptations? Grasp my hair and pull be back into your chest, Remind me of yesterday because it slips from my mind More easily than my fingers sliding down the glass. If you could unleash the demons inside my vice, Free my castle of lies, mistakes and faults Push me down, into the floor and shake me Until I’ve forgotten my own name and only know yours...
I want to create something brilliant.
I wanted to wander off the ends of the earth with you but then you told me the earth was round, and that I couldn’t possibly reach its ends, I’d only end up where I started. So my dream was ruined, and seeing you hurt my heart because it only reminded me of a tattered young dream and an adventure for truth that was taken too much for granted and lost in the winds of the world.
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Her Religion
If you were to ask her whether she believed in a god or a higher power, or what her religion was, she would most likely furrow her eyebrows, and her eyes would lose focus, at least from reality. She’d get a far off look in her eyes, as if she were staring at something in the very distance, something that was so far away that it did not exist in the same world, and she’d answer you after a few...
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Would you shed a tear for me beyond the path that you outlined for me long ago? Had I sidelined your intentions for me and abandoned conventions for the sake of freedom and free will, would you think badly of me? Where did I go that day when I walked out of that door, leaving you behind in the dusty sunlight? Wishful thinking tells you that I never left, but your eyes tell you otherwise. I...
January 2012
I really just want to let it all go. You and you and you.
I feel that I live intentionally, or my actions have intention, every single one of them, but sometimes they feel directionless.
What do I do with directionless intention?
December 2011
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To the two of you that said you’d like if I put up the screenplay I wrote, I’m flattered, just by your thoughts. You’ve convinced me. Guess that wasn’t so hard. I understand if you don’t get through the entire thing, or decide not to read it after all, but here it is. If you do read it, I’d love to hear your thoughts. As of now, let’s just call it:...
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Shine on, blush deep, blush like you’ve just stepped in from a blizzard Your eyes always speak aloud, with brilliance that’s lit from the inside Keep that spark lit, don’t ever let your embers flicker out I love you for all that you are In your timid shyness, you linger in the sunshine All that you forget about yourself, I’ll keep safe for you Shine on, and remember just...
A month ago, I wrote a script/screenplay. I’d post it here or link it even, but it’s over 20 pages. So I guess that’s not happening.
I will always be.
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Unbeknownst to you, my dealings are illicit And every moment we propose to inspire We ponder in the vapors rising in the air Could you see me through the smoke, Will you breathe in what I have let go? Light up, watch the flame, down to the ashes.
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Smoke mirrors.
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Blow trees in the wind and walk a few lines. Read what I write, but read what I haven’t written. Everything is there if you just look. So tell me, have I crossed the line? Have I lost my sense of morals and direction? Do I know what I’m doing?
I already know the answers, at least for those questions.
The others will come in time.
What’s up next?
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Sometimes I have boundless energy and no one can even try to keep up with me.
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We smoke illusions, speaking of mindless musings and endless thoughts. The night becomes ours and we linger in the haze a little longer, believing in something real, a bit of the truth to speak to us as we wait. The air turns white, our breaths staining the cold. Or is it those illusions?
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I miss home. I want to go back to NY for the holidays.
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Call it madness if you want, but how do you tell the sane apart from the lost ones? We all wander, with direction or aimlessly, the wandering never ceases. Light your feet on fire so you can see your path, but only so far. If you know too much, you’re bound to choose the wrong way to go. Walk with purpose, but be lost. Walk with madness in your heart. It is the only way.
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I said that too early. The sun is rising.
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6:10 AM. I am not sleepy. But I should go to sleep because everyone else went to sleep hours ago and this isn’t normal. But I could stay up forever. But I’m not going to. But I could. But that would just be ridiculous. At least I’m going to bed before sunrise. That’s always a plus.
Pretentious. Fragility lost. Utter destruction of the mind. Several times, I heard your voice. Give up, I tell you. Let me go. Let me fall to pieces.
Dodging bullets bores me I’d rather stand in the trajectory path And watch.
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Anonymous asked: A year ago you would have thought words uttered by a stranger is what ought to be treasured but that was when college wasn't in your realm hence i'm amazed by your maturity yet i wonder if you see that maturity doesn't require education nor an ego that sits to wake only your thoughts yet kills you blindfolded while thinking heaven was on earth metaphorically
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I wish there was a monster in me That way I wouldn’t get lonely at night But I have no monster So I talk to myself, keep my own company More frightening than any monster Conversations of the night.
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Anonymous asked: We once made lemons to ache our hearts. We once loved another to reap benefits of our future. We once told god to be gone for he found love came with a sign that whispered "let these lovers be what never was" hence we kissed to make amends of our forever and wish well of our future as it kept hidden frames of beautiful mishaps known as our future generation to be.
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Shutter your eyes from the tragedies of the world But truth is, you’re only hiding from yourself The lies you tell others, Become the truth, hidden from yourself Shatter your heart within the horrors of the world Drown in the beauty and you will understand Lies never need to be told.
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It wasn’t by accident, I swear, but I didn’t mean to grow up But it happened, and when I grew up I kept forgetting that I’d grown up And I still feel like a child Every other second, I’m reminded Of this and that And everyone’s hollering my name But I don’t want to be anybody’s I want to figure myself out Give me a chance, to grow up on my own With...
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Anonymous asked: It saddens me that you do not write anymore and even so it is barely known for you left your realm to seek what many lustful doers think it's earth hence can i ask why so miss. You seem so fragile and kind yet you gave it all up for a college teaching a a possible relationship with a stranger you are yet to fully trust so why so miss when you could have been what never was in terms of writing
A lost shadow The sun’s too bright Westerly winds I hear the devil humming
November 2011
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“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,...”
– Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor)
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Calgary // Bon Iver
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These are the deflections of a leaning heart Astray in the desires of understanding and losing oneself, We have become fond of forgetting and things we must let go of. Every breath that crosses my thoughts is drawn from the depths Of the tomorrows that await between us, strumming my heartstrings, Leaving little pieces of shadow inside my mind Burning, flickering my memory at the edges until...
October 2011
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In this magic hour I need a bit of you Sunrise feels a too far away But I’ll slip under my covers And close my eyes
Hasten the hands of time and Wake up to your good morning
I still hear echoes Feel your shadow on me Dream a little while Forget about you and me It’ll be the best thing to remember When I open my eyes
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Where is it that I go to and where is it that I come from? How did I get here?
I know exactly why.
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The window sill, it’s my haven and my escape It’s my way out, it’s wide enough to sit on I can lean against the window, test the strength of the screen I can open the window, taller than me I can unlatch it, and there, my escape Right in front of me
How easy it would be to step off the edge To test, to challenge the logic of physics Play with fire, sometimes better known as...