Tag Archive: Perception


Little thought….

….There are times that I miss you so bad so much it hurts physically , like there’s this ache in me because somethings missing, like a limb or…. or the most important piece of my heart….

.x.

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~ Doubt…. ~

These thoughts they do swirl round me
please tell me that I’m wrong,
Cause at the moment I feel broken
these thoughts are hitting and I’m not strong,
At the moment it isn’t even
that I feel nieve,
Or that the truth of the matter I
just don’t perceive,
A simple toy a plaything
till something better you find,
And I am cast
so far from your mind,
These thoughts are hitting hard
the doubt flowing with ease,
The doubt it caresses uses fingers
such a tease,
And I am under
doubts spell,
Falling apart
going to hell,
Not good enough
just don’t feel I can ever be,
Is it your bored and I’m easy
wonder what you see in me,
Doubt it is a killer
and it’s sown it’s seeds,
My fingers are raw and bloodied
from picking all these weeds….

.x.

….The hardest thing, is that even with doubt, it doesn’t change, I love you so much….
….I don’t need to shoot for the stars….
….all I want is the moon….
.x.

Little thought….

My Sweetness my lips are silent
silent over you,
But my heart and mind are so very very loud
just what am I to do….?

.x.

Just a random me….

  Do you question things? Me, I question everything, everyone, myself. I would rather push people away before the chance happens that I could get hurt. It makes life easier (at least I think it does)…. There are times I just wish I could let go, not worry about the consequences. But I guess to do that you need to be comfortable within your own skin. As much as I don’t let much faze me, I’m still awkwardly uncomfortable within myself.  I can’t even look in the mirror without disliking what I see…. that constant reminder of the past that I fight so hard to block and forget, if I didn’t look so much like her would it be easier?
  My nightmare came last night, it’s the first time in weeks. So many years and always the same thing….haunting me. I stood in the bathroom washing my face in the early hours reminding myself that it’s just a dream. I haven’t had a glass of JD to help me sleep in the early hours for ages now, but all I wanted was a glass and to sit on the kitchen floor. Old habits I guess….?

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That’s me…. So “Hi!”

I don’t like photo’s. I’m trying to, but it’s hard. All I see is her, growing up in care from the age of 6, I didn’t even live with her for most of my life, but still she’s what I see. They say you can’t choose your family but I have….

So I guess this post is just my random thoughts spilling across the screen….
Currently listening to The Goo Goo Dolls “Sympathy” , I am definitely a huge fan of them….

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But when they have lyrics like these it’s easy to like the band….

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“Iris”
So now I’ve found pics for them…. the music has changed again and it’s…. Ray LaMontagne “Let It Be Me.”  Totally different but equally a great song.
  My aim for today is a simple one….
….No nightmares tonight….
Should be easy right?!

The song changes again…. Gabe Dixon “One thing.” Which I skipped. Skipping the next one to…. Natalie Taylor “Latch.” 

Chase Rice “Every Song I Sing.”

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Well my playlist is gonna play and I have things to do….

….Fingertips graze
          barest skin,
Heartbeat shudders
          heat builds within,
Hands
          grasp,
Mouths
          gasp….

Am i in the mood to write? Maybe later….

Wishing you all an amazingly chilled out but incredibly happy weekend.x.

.x.

28….

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~ You…. ~

It’s funny how every day goes by
with a memory to remind me of you,
It’s the tiny little things that get to me most
that pull at my heart so true,
It’s the look of a man walking
or I hear a strangers voice,
And my heart it takes a leap
my mind it has no choice,
All of a sudden my thoughts
they all go,
And all I can think of
is you mixed with snow,
The cold fresh and white
and the warmth of your skin,
The sound of your words
and I’m losing it within,
That’s when I remember your so far
your not near,
And how sometimes I’d give anything
just to have you here,
The way you make me smile
and how we can talk all night long,
How you think of me during the day
and send me a song,
How we can talk about anything
our hopes and our dreams,
And your always here beside me
when I fall apart at the seams,
I guess you mean more to me
than you’ll ever know,
But as time it goes on
it will probably show,
All you need to know
and know this from the start,
I carry your name
so deep in my heart….

.x.

For Pelle, Winna, and Pluto….
Hugs to all of you…..x.x.x.x.

Perception….

It’s funny how
you say you see,
So much beauty
inside of me,
When I look I
see barren and bare,
I just can’t see
what isn’t there,
You say we’re as stunning
as stars in the sky,
But then I look at me
and can’t help but sigh,
You say humans are wondrous
we live breathe see the world anew,
And all of those things I
so believe they are true,
People are amazing
they are born give life and die,
And through all of this they question
who how and what and why,
From the ground up to the sky
and every living thing,
From the thinkers doers and the dreamers
and fresh questions each morning does bring,
But when you say you see beauty in me
this I just can’t see,
I’m just your average plain nobody
but that’s all I need to be….

.x.

For you…. you know who you are….

Little Thought….

….I was writing the word meant earlier
   and I wrote it the way I always do when I’m not thinking…. “ment” 
….Every time I ever wrote it you would capitalise the word “MEANT”  getting cross that I don’t spell properly.  Just like if I write in slang (which you don’t like).
….Why is it that it’s always the stupid, simple, unexpected things, that remind me of you the most?
….and why is it that those same stupid things….
        ….Always break my heart the hardest….

.x.

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