I was given the gift of a brain.
I was given the curse of thinking.
I was given the responsibility of my mind.
It all a creates a resolution of existence.
I Fear I am close to Self atonement,
And will not enjoy the rest of my life.
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Thursday, 20 January 2005 I was given the gift of a brain. I was given the curse of thinking. I was given the responsibility of my mind. It all a creates a resolution of existence. I Fear I am close to Self atonement, And will not enjoy the rest of my life. Tuesday, 18 January 2005 Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Nor, nor, nor, blonk. Sunday, 16 January 2005 (Sad post goes here) Friday, 14 January 2005 "I see angels trapped beneath the ice And feel stranger in my bed at night Cloudy skies to cover up the feelings buried in the dark how i think you understand The night is silent in your hands I've given everything I have And when its gone There's nothing left but me sadness whispers her condolences For the greatest tragedy of all is love lost But the greatest virtue belongs to those who will give everything to love again It is a test" Helen - The CruxShadows Man this band rocks. I just remimbered that i hate school. this whole read and study thing just ant my style. ill live. Tuesday, 11 January 2005 If i could take a star each time you made me smile, then i would have the sky in the palm of my hand. Things are going grate right now. Linds is wonderful, and I miss her every day. But I got school now, Starting tomorrow. (wish me luck) Looks like I?m becoming more a philosophy major and less of a communications. But I don?t care, Finally getting back into Table top gaming, and doing more writing. The world is becoming balanced once again.
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Updated: Tuesday, 11 January 2005 10:42 PM CST Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Monday, 10 January 2005 Never stops Once more comes the victim, At the slightest inclination. Once more comes the accused. Never ends. Thursday, 6 January 2005 The salty roads of tears and ice, lead me back to my homestead. This night like many, I leave with much desirer, only tonight will be even longer prolonged. O I wish these days of past did not change. That the snow could never melt and be forever white. That the passion would not fail to curfew. I cry not for the separation, nor do I cry for the time delay. I cry for more nights like this. But no matter the distance, and no matter the wait; My heart will always be with you each night. To Lindsay, 5 months of love, and awaiting 5 more. Saturday, 25 December 2004 To night has become one of the most magical days of my life. The cold snow, soft moon light, and the warm lips of my girl friend. Fast becoming more. Tonight will stay with me for the rest of my life. If my last breath left me tonight, I would have a smile on. I?ve never been so happy. Wednesday, 22 December 2004 I can?t end the lacking Endless problems, and lost goodbyes, I can?t question the action that speaks to me in moments. Jaded dreams and tear filled eyes, I just am, Of nothing of pain. how blind can I be? Tuesday, 21 December 2004 Down the far line, and out the door aging. Self-possessing and irrational extension. Fans fall down. |