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Freedom in Raindrops

Two feet in front of you Is all you can seeSheets of rain and distant thunderLightning cracksPelting raindrops sting the skinHead down walking fasterFreezing waterHot airSteaming sidewalksCan’t breatheEyes burning with salty tearsThe perfect camouflageNo questions askedNo explanation neededThere is freedom in raindrops
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Remembering Evil

Tiny pieces of youLinger in my very beingBurning embers of brimstoneSulfur fills each breathI stop to smell the rosesThey turn to ash at my touchAt you within meParticles spread as I cough you upMultiplying in the airDancing with joyAt their new-found freedomTiny pieces of youRotting my soul and eating my gutsBurning pinholes in my brainMemories burned awayShadow of pain still sore, still rawLingering, lingering, lingering
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You Are Not Me

It is only human to expect others to handle situations, as would you. However, being that sometimes even you surprise yourself, aren’t you just setting yourself up for more disappointment?People shouldn’t be thrust into the parameters of those who see them. I suppose it’s that whole “do unto others” thing. But just because you do unto them doesn’t mean anyone else will. Should you change? The simple answer is, no. Just see people for what they are and not what or who you want them to be.Perhaps your time is better spent trying to be the person you wish you were (kinder, more patient, more forgiving), instead of wishing others were different than how they are. Don’t love them any less because they are not perfect. Just don’t expect them to act outside themselves. Take them as they are.We are who we are. If you don’t like it, focus on bettering those parts you find particularly dissatisfying.Nuggets of inspiration or impossible ideals; I suppose time will show who will emerge from behind the walls of shelter. Funny how those walls that were built to keep you safe from harm seem to let all the old pain fester as there is no way for it to escape.
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The Right Thing

A storm is brewing in the airA tempest on the horizonMisery is up on endAnchoring itself to fightPins and needlesIn the eye of the stormCalm is all but fleetingBlack skies ensueAs fear climbs over barricadesWhat to do? What to do?Preparations are uselessBarreling through wallsRipping through the strongest willReduced to childrenClutching at the breast of mother earthVying for positionAfraid to give up the easyIs there one right path?There never is just one right answerLightning strikes again and againSame place, same placeMelted souls of hopeful doubtAll or nothingBlack or whiteRight or wrongIf only life was like a sunny shore
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Innards

Why is it so easy to hate yourself, yet so hard to change what you find so loathsome? Is it fear of change, laziness, or a slow torturous mode of self-destruction? It’s curious how the very same things you despise in yourself don’t seem to bother you in others. If you hate your curly hair, you don’t mind curly hair on someone else. If you have bad skin, you don’t mind it on others. If you’re fat or skinny, none of these things stop you from talking to others with the same or similar issues. You don’t think less of someone because they have physical imperfections.So, why are you so quick to pass judgment on yourself? You have friends and people who love you. Why is it so difficult to believe in their feelings, to trust them despite your physical attributes? Could it be that those attributes are a subconscious attempt to conceal what you really abhor? If you “know” you are not worthy, then how can anyone truly believe you are? It’s only a matter of time before they come to the inevitable conclusion that they can all do better. Better looking, better everything. Why stay with someone they can’t stand the sight of? Is that it, or a part there of? If you repulse them physically, then maybe they’ll leave before they realize how pathetic you really are. Maybe, it’s a test. After all if they love you, won’t they love you regardless? Maybe you just really can’t stand this hideous farce your life has become, yet you feel so powerless that you have just given up on yourself. Perhaps the violent humiliation of the past is so prevalent in all you do, even all these years later, that it has caused you to do all you can to lessen the possibility of recurrence, in which case, the fatter the better, but at what price?When is enough, enough? When will you matter to yourself? Why continue to let the skeletons of your past control your life, and by extension the lives of those around you? Tell your loved ones and let them show you they still love you. Trust that you are strong and know that you deserve to like yourself. Give yourself a break. The bar is set too high and you have set yourself up for constant failure. Find what little thing you really want to do, just for you, reach that goal and then upgrade.Find your way back to you. Though it may be a long and arduous journey, it is a road long awaiting travel. Don’t waste the next eighteen years hating yourself for things that were never your fault. Unlock these chains that weigh you down. Summon some of that strength you use to forgive others and forgive yourself. You are worthy of so much more than that.I know it seems like all the good in your life is happening outside yourself, but take a closer look. Would any of it have happened without you? Don’t blame yourself for the bad and write off the good. They go hand in hand and the good wouldn’t be so good if there was no bad to judge by. Know that things will get better and that despite how it may seem, everything that goes wrong around you is not your fault. You are deserving of happiness. You are worthy of love, without doubts. Take pride in yourself and whatever you do, no matter how seemingly small the task. You are a good person. Everyone makes mistakes. Don’t let your mistakes define you. Rise above and learn to let go. It’s easier said than done, but the rewards for release are countless. Free yourself!
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For those who didn't know

Apparently human children can release a certain frequency that travels through the adult spine slamming into the brain with such force that it negates all sense of sympathy for the child emitting such a horrid screech.Sympathy and nurturing resume at normal levels once the sirens have been neutralized.By the way: This is also the birth place of gray hair and a very strong wrinkle antagonist.
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"...because you have not been paying attention."

Fall Of The Republic. A must-see film.Note: If you decide to watch this film in it's entirety, please do so having an open-mind. The opinions/views expressed in this film do not completely represent the views I have for myself. Whatever your stance is on any of the issues covered in this film, please feel free to express your own views by commenting below. I would like to apologize in advance to anyone who finds this film inappropriate and/or is offended by the opinions of those who made this film. We all have the right of freedom of speech as well as the right to believe and support whatever or whoever we choose. Here’s a quote fom Chris Rock which explains how I see it (not that I’m liberal about prostitution, but I think you’ll understand):“Everybody’s so busy wanting to be down with the gang ‘I’m conservative, I’m liberal, I’m conservative’. BS! Be a f***** person! Lis-ten! Let it swirl around your head. Then form your opinion. No normal, decent person is one thing, ok? I’ve got some s*** I’m conservative about, I’ve got some s*** I’m liberal about. Crime, I’m conservative. Prostitution, I’m liberal!With that being said, let's just hope none of the things covered in this film turn out to be true.
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