The absence of sun, no longer, I ache

The absence of sun, no longer, I ache

Brutally ripped

From a world without noise

One of control, charactor, and poise.

Then a momentary plea goes out to my brain

Please. Please! Let me sleep again.

Searching for that space below

Through the folds of sheets and pillow.

Hoping to fall once again

Into MY world of make pretend.

Standing here,

As people gather near

Buildings and places with familiar faces

Here I build my town of aces.

Upon my whim they shape and shift

Between my realities desire creates rift

No worries, no thoughts, thought is my life now.

No I never ask why, I never ask how.

Forever whilst in my dream till dawn.

But then it arrives

Alass, you are gone

My sleepy nightengale

Youve been derailed.

As light skews 'round and frames your face

I never thought Id write a poem

As light skews 'round and frames your face

I never thought Id write a poem

and mean the love described within

and really take it to heart

that if I die tonight

I would want no other life.

Unless you die too my love

and follow me into the dark

then glimpse the light together

and love in another

as two blades of grass

entwinded with each other.

So love

We could be happy

if you went away

but only if

I died tonight.

I had a harder punch

not to hurt anyone

I had a harder punch

not to hurt anyone

just to have it.

I wish

I had a telescope

to escape from earth.

I wish

I drove a Mustang

to defy my limits.

I wish I could touch your heart.

and hold it tenderly

to never drop it

and never bruise.

I wish

you

could trust

me.

BOOM

BOOM

Pause...1...2....3....

CRASH

YEAH!

clap

smack

.

Your up.

When I wake up and pour milk on my cerial.

When I wake up and pour milk on my cerial.

I close my eyes and pretend youre there.

When I go through that old town

where we used to walk.

When I hear young girls giggling

when we used to talk.

I see you.

Your blond hair

Our blue eyes

so unprepared

but ready to take on the world.

I see you.

Making the young man think

that you could be inked

or pierced.

Making the young man think

that you could be inked

or pierced.

Sending his naive mind

past your intentions

and down the rabbit hole

where he will never really go.

Others come and go

the ones that really cared

and watch their shaking heads

as he nods to every placebo offered

Soon youll walk away

and leave him standing

like a monument once praised

and when your shadow dissapears

he will turn to look at your trail of glory

and be alone.

Okay. So Ive been contemplating why I really enjoy certain horror flicks and can't stand others. This is what Ive come up with, with contribution of endless questions from Howie and others..

Controlled violence as seen in Saw is unstimulating, and just plain gorey..As seen in Day of the dead or 28 days later (I know they were just seeing red) Crazy, insane, rage induced ripping heads off produces that adrenaline rush I seek in life.

Its comes down to what you like and what you do with your free time..Fast cars, good times, bon fires..the carefree mentality. There's also whatever Saw see'ers like to do. Dragged into Saw 3 with a guy I knew that was hardcore and loved inflicting pain on himself..he was also a control freak and selfish. Thats just my tib bit. I wana hear your view!!

This inspired me while reading an article on business strategy.

It came to me that when we make life changing decisions or even ones of short term we always have to have the exit down the hall in sight. This torments us in sticky situations as well as in love and friendships. When we dont take the time to assess our surroundings; the creation of our growing relationships and how we feel about what is going on, it ends sadly and abruptly.

So many things can effect growth and stunt it that both people involed can't understand about the other or the other can't make them see why they're not ready to hop on the train. In such a situation, just let it be and fly at ground level until you get a thumbs up..until then enjoy the sceneary of what two people can create.

This said, a pledge to be patient is in place for my life.

If you feel the urge to post your first I wana hear it :-* cause it's probably a funny/interesting story..

-Girl, Interrupted

strewn accross an apathetic soul

strewn accross an apathetic soul

If only you could see them.

Maybe some day you'll let me paint your torn skin on you

under the moon light while the wolf howls

and the pain is felt.

Release.

once part of a hierarchy of towering trees nurished by the water below

A kingdom of growth green and lush

stands ruling over every bird and squirrel

standing over every berry and nut

As I lay here motionless

I feel the cold water seep into every chip and crack

The sun peaks out from behind the clouds and warms my face

I, branch am now driftwood

Carried gently by the ebb and flow

Carried gently by the ebb and flow

Dark moss will cloud my vision

Entrenched in the folds of my brain

I cry out "No!"

"You were beautiful once"

Said the bullfrog

with one smooth green hand held

as he plunged into the water