Today, I found that poem I wrote onthe desk. Under it, someone asked, "huh? Is this a song?" I told them I wrote it. Now I wait for a reply.
Anyways, here's the poem:
One day,
I'll live again,
One day,
I could smile for you,
One day,
I'll be happy for you two,
One day,
My heart won't be pained,
One day,
I won't care if it rained,
One day,
You'll see when you've grown up,
One day,
That I wasn't the only fuck up,
One day...
Another Day....
Thursday, February 3, 2011
So, every day is basically eventful to the point of terror, because it's usually not a good thing. So let's see where to start...
Tuesday, I found that one of my old 'friends' has started to try and help me. I'm not sure his motives, but I'm reasonably sure he's helping my ex and her new guy, Mike. He tried to comfort me. But later, he told me of how my ex and Mike had liked eachother throughout my relationship, and they like eachother. Two weeks or less before US. I freaked, and bruised and cut my knuckles, which are still healing.
Wednesday, met a girl that some people think I should befriend, because it would help me get my mind off Sara. I wrote a poem on my Chemistry desk, and forgot to write it somewhere else, so I'll go in there and copy it down. Lastly, one of my guy friends from work told me he really likes me. This makes two people that I don't like that currently like me. Jeez.
Now I'll have Math with the whole gang. Let's see if I don't go crazy.
Tuesday, I found that one of my old 'friends' has started to try and help me. I'm not sure his motives, but I'm reasonably sure he's helping my ex and her new guy, Mike. He tried to comfort me. But later, he told me of how my ex and Mike had liked eachother throughout my relationship, and they like eachother. Two weeks or less before US. I freaked, and bruised and cut my knuckles, which are still healing.
Wednesday, met a girl that some people think I should befriend, because it would help me get my mind off Sara. I wrote a poem on my Chemistry desk, and forgot to write it somewhere else, so I'll go in there and copy it down. Lastly, one of my guy friends from work told me he really likes me. This makes two people that I don't like that currently like me. Jeez.
Now I'll have Math with the whole gang. Let's see if I don't go crazy.
Random...
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
…And then the walls came crashing again, and he fell… Once more he searched for solace in this very mysterious place, reaching out to touch the warm droplets that seemed to stay hanging in the air. All too soon, the memories and images flooded his senses, tearing at his very sanity….
The First
Right now, I feel like writing. Think I might need to….
I wish I could’ve died a hero, so I didn’t become your villain, Last one I’d want to fight, Is the one that showed me light, And when I fell, it was so far, so fast, I wish I’d have fallen into the past, May be the only way I’d be with you, I know I’ve said it many times, it’s true, But I miss you, I’m sorry, I failed, I know this ship has already sailed, But I love you, more than you know, I’d do anything for it to show, And fight the world to burn, In the Crucible, once again, And always treat you like the queen you are…
I wish I could’ve died a hero, so I didn’t become your villain, Last one I’d want to fight, Is the one that showed me light, And when I fell, it was so far, so fast, I wish I’d have fallen into the past, May be the only way I’d be with you, I know I’ve said it many times, it’s true, But I miss you, I’m sorry, I failed, I know this ship has already sailed, But I love you, more than you know, I’d do anything for it to show, And fight the world to burn, In the Crucible, once again, And always treat you like the queen you are…
Phoenix reborn
I've now realized that I can blog from my iTouch. So I will.
It's been a while since I quit my blog. But I thought that I kind've wanted to, now. Post my poems, rant and rave, and then see if anybody cares to comment. I'm not sure how often I will post poems, but I could return my poems to his blog. Up to my few readers.
Anyways, alot of things have changed for me. I'm out of my 10 month relationship, which is still having a great aftereffect on me.
I have a steady job at the mall as a sales associate at a clothing store.
Almost a certified CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant)
Halfway done with Junior year in high school.
Still no license.
So yeah, so many details with all these events, but I won't get into detail. Just, everyday is basically a new adventure. A new battle.
Part of the same war.
It's been a while since I quit my blog. But I thought that I kind've wanted to, now. Post my poems, rant and rave, and then see if anybody cares to comment. I'm not sure how often I will post poems, but I could return my poems to his blog. Up to my few readers.
Anyways, alot of things have changed for me. I'm out of my 10 month relationship, which is still having a great aftereffect on me.
I have a steady job at the mall as a sales associate at a clothing store.
Almost a certified CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant)
Halfway done with Junior year in high school.
Still no license.
So yeah, so many details with all these events, but I won't get into detail. Just, everyday is basically a new adventure. A new battle.
Part of the same war.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
I know you won’t be around,
When the one tear hits the ground,
I fought so hard and fell so fast,
I forgot how to be me of the past,
please forgive me for crying,
It just feels like I’m dying,
Eaten by all my regrets, mistakes,
Forever now, my heart will ache,
For the true home I had loved,
Now I return to where I was shoved,
An empty space on the shelf… I burnt it all to the ground even before the final step happened. Now I just want to die for what I’ve done. No death will come. Alcohol and Hookah? may take them up. Just wish we could’ve solved things instead of playing the blame game.
When the one tear hits the ground,
I fought so hard and fell so fast,
I forgot how to be me of the past,
please forgive me for crying,
It just feels like I’m dying,
Eaten by all my regrets, mistakes,
Forever now, my heart will ache,
For the true home I had loved,
Now I return to where I was shoved,
An empty space on the shelf… I burnt it all to the ground even before the final step happened. Now I just want to die for what I’ve done. No death will come. Alcohol and Hookah? may take them up. Just wish we could’ve solved things instead of playing the blame game.
I'm Back.
Monday, January 17, 2011
It's been forever since I've been on this thing. You can't even believe what's gone on since my last time.... Wow. Anyways, I'll just set my poems on here. I just started up again. Most likely because I just broke up with my girlfriend of 91/2 months. Anyways. Wanted to say, hi, again.
---Dave
xXx---??---xXx
Sing, all alone in my room,
And, as lone as the ax looms,
My heart will jump through my chest,
Right across my desk,
To the sound of your voice,
It's not even my choice,
To stay and hope for you,
To join me and this night, too,
So Please forgive my ways,
I just miss all our days,
I swear to try again for us,
Because this love never rusts.
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---Dave
xXx---??---xXx
Sing, all alone in my room,
And, as lone as the ax looms,
My heart will jump through my chest,
Right across my desk,
To the sound of your voice,
It's not even my choice,
To stay and hope for you,
To join me and this night, too,
So Please forgive my ways,
I just miss all our days,
I swear to try again for us,
Because this love never rusts.
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