Sweta

If you read this, you should read your comments. If you don't, then I'm sorry. hopefully will. I'm trying to help you overcome these dark days. I know what you're going through.

Happy Birthday to Me...

I’m sorry I make you hurt. But you have no idea how much pain I feel just seeing your name. The wish for my Birthday is for you to be happy. Because I know if I wished that me for that it would never happen. My happiness is you. Your happiness is getting over me. And liking other guys. I wish you so much luck…

“this is tearing out my heart… And I’ll be your memory” - Sugarcult

One Day

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....

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.

Random...

…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…

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.