Archive for February, 2014


~ It takes time…. ~

How did you do it I

heard her say,

What were you thinking

on that desperate day,

And I thought and I thought

and I thought some more,

The release as I watched

the blood on the floor,

Drop drip drops

the blood hits the ground,

And my heart beating loud in my ears

the only sound,

Blood life blood the strangest red

and I watched mesmerized,

As all around me

my life capsized,

The banging fading

as down the tiles I did slide,

Screaming so surreal

as calmness washed like a tide,

She’s unconscious a mans voice said

as I embraced the pure black,

Sometimes voices floated

but in the calmness I lost track,

“…..” there it is again

a man’s calling my name,

I wanna stay in the black

not face the world play its game,

The waitress with coffee breaks my thought

My friend looking at me with a smile,

Thinking about how far I’ve come

and the times I thought it not worth while,

Does it matter? I say

as I give a soft sigh,

You’ve got so much that’s good

so I can’t help but wonder why?,

Nothing was good

way back then,

I needed to hit that self destruct button learn to accept me for me

learn to smile and breathe again….

.x.

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.x.

….

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Physical strength has nothing to do with it, it’s what’s inside that counts….

And we’re all a little stronger than we think….

.x.

~ Sky…. ~

Above so pink
like first loves blush,
Bleed to gray purple blue
in such a rush,
And so with
the slowly setting sun,
You ever so slowly
come undone,
You give up your glory
across the view,
You never lie
but change your mind often tis true,
The wind pushes cloud
another storm on its way,
What surprises do you have
as night takes the day,
The ligt pollution gives off
an illuminated glow,
As I stand on the hill
and look at the city below,
The wind rushes hard attacks
trampoline Wendy house trees,
All are tucked up
small animals birds bees,
The pink all now gone
just the lilacs blues grays,
The wind howls of the bitter cold
like it has the past few days,
Not dark enough for stars yet
of that I can see,
Carry on sky weave your story
tell it to me….

.x.

Just so true…. :)

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I really like this because it’s just so true….

.x.

.. ….

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.x.

~ I hope…. ~

I hope one day
someone intoxicates you,
I hope they make your skin burn with just a look a touch
make your veins flame right through,
I hope this person you feel
can you have never,
And that it doesn’t matter the years
you always feel about them forever,
I hope their voice
tips your balance inside,
So your grip on normality
momentarily goes on the slide,
I hope their smell makes you weak
their words the power to break your heart,
And above all
above all….
I hope they realise the effect
they have on you,
And that they fall so deeply
in love with you to….

.x.

Found this….

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I found this on facebook and thought I’d share it here. I think it’s true, our demons don’t need to play nice with everyone or even anyone and some can be scary as fuck but, I also think that when you meet that certain someone who sets your veins aflame, your demons will play happily in their fire….

.x.

….Just me….

 

 

We all have a song for the moment…. A song that says how we’re feeling for maybe the hour or day or we might be having just one of those months and a particular song expresses it better than we can….

My song for the moment is currently Nickelback “Trying not to love you”

I’m gonna leave you a little of the lyrics and, because I doubt I’ll post tomorrow. I’m gonna leave you all a wish for a relaxing, happy weekend full of people and places that make you happy.x.

“But if there’s a pill to help me forget,
God knows I haven’t found it yet
But I’m dying to, God I’m trying to

‘Cause trying not to love you, only goes so far
And trying not to need you, is tearing me apart
Can’t see the silver lining, from down here on the floor
And I just keep on trying, but I don’t know what for
‘Cause trying not to love you
Only makes me love you more”

.x.

~ Hurt…. ~

 

 

All I wanna do is reach out and touch you

speak aloud and call your name,

I wanna tell you that this is killing me 

i’m breaking I’m not the same,

Inside I’m falling

apart,

It’s ripped a jagged hole

in my heart,

A hole that’s never gonna heal

no never never not for years,

And my eyes they can’t stop filling

can’t stop shedding all these tears,

Those words that said

no more,

And I walked out 

the door,

That text i read 

my heart it did slice,

It turned my world upside down

turned my happy core to ice,

You betrayed 

me,

You played

me,

You asked her when she was free next

so you could touch tongues and so much more,

This hurts so much I can’t breathe

my heart left bleeding on the floor,

The texts like pictures they play

on my mind,

You did this while you were around me

and I never suspected because your just so kind,

Now when I breathe it burns

my soul,

There’s only darkness cause

you are my whole,

I threw your phone at you so numb

then I sat outside the back door,

It feels like you’ve knifed me a thousand times

then laughed as I bleed

            bleed all over the floor….

 

.x.

 

 

Inspired by a post on bribruceproductions blog. Thank you for the inspiration! .x.

 

 

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