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3/20

DriftwoodWe build them up,just to burn them downWe tell them lies,and they believe themThe splinters we havefrom touching othersare nothing more than little painsit’s the life of thedriftwood childrenwe walk on in springsummer fall and winteronly to rot and forget.In other news, the snow here is all gone. I feel a little sad, I was finally warming up to it's chilly polygons. But now I can leave my...

2/14

Stop and ThinkWith nothing to hold onto, the balcony becomes a ledge that falls to nothing.Are we afraid of nothing?The blackness that is nullthat sits in the back of our mindsreminding us of pastfuture, and presenttrying to make us forgetthe screams, murder and pain.The looming melody commands you what to do—you are its slave. You are nothing but a ragdoll to the overbearing monster that controls...

1/18

ThinkingI’m filling my cup to the brimWith tears and unspoken wordsNot half empty but full of regretI wish I was bold and ready to goInstead I sit silently soStaring out the window rained onCrimson colours fill my eyes andClosing them to hold memories inBut instead I open my eyes,Forget the past,And stare into the setting sun.Sorry I've written two in a row here! I tend to write them together but ...

1/14

AndThey always said that if you had a good sense of direction, that you’d never get lost.One foot in front of another, cold feet mean nothing until you lose the courage.When you cry with your mouth open we’ll put the tears back in somehow.We won’t carry your body back so keep it back and keep it safe. We don’t want it.Hearing your footsteps tumble down the stairs, heavy and clumsy you tiltWobble l...

10/21

RainySomewhere further down the roadDown deeper into the cloudy coloured waterDark wind whispers its goodbye to meForever sailing towards bio illuminationAlthough the only thing embracing us is lightI’d like to reach out and be lostInto your enveloping warmth and sparkleEchoing through spines of the vertebrates A mystery and puzzleLike the 12 in. glass windows that contain my body.As you lean in ...

10/20

LakesideHeavy against your chest like a feverThe cry of thunder, a shot for helpBy the time you realize, it’s too lateMost promises are easy to break.Adorned and glowing brightlyThe flick of a finger puts outEveryone else’s fire.Trying to stay warm in a downpourIs like trying to walk on waterFrom the lake to the riverCan you take me there?Dangled in the stringy arms of waterFrom my knees I give o...

8/19

evaporateWhen I finally realize the truthI twist my fingers around until they break offI'm not anxious or in a hurryI want to make my wishAnd reach my palms to the sky.The rain hits the pavement like I've heard beforethe smell swells my eyesand I lie alone and listen to the songwhile trying to breathe through memoriesI clutch to my chest.Like an old book, I'm slowly melting.If we as the whole huma...

8/14

The PastHad always tried to say the right thing, you weren't listening.I never meant to cut you up, and never tried to wound you."We can forget this," was heard, but a lie.A grudge was wedged into the small corners of your heart.The membrane formed an irritable bruise you chose to ignore.And when we syncronize our footsteps, we always walk towards each other.Point your feet astray and lead your se...

4/14

MondayI swear this is a book of wonderful love storiesNothing more, nothing lessWhere I'll read outLine by lineThat we are made of chemicalsAnd water and air and that the earthHas a gravitational pullWhere we orbit around each otherCounter clock wise with the moons and starsAnd then wait for the day when we whiten andDwarf and then finally die outAs a parade of lights in spaceFor others to dance a...

3/8

The Moon's Reaching out StarsThe window on the second floor was openI had nothing better to do than to jumpI got the thrill,and won the respectof all the other creatures that couldn't fly.The moon's reaching out starsI could be asleep while saying thisbut the solar eclipse is too bright to shut my eyesso I'll be awake for a long whilewatching youand all the mistakes you've madeor are about to make...

2/9

Recycled Hopes and DreamsIt was from the start,I honestly knew that,I could only go so far.Sometimes,I had thought that,maybe you were just that far away.I could try harder,I could work harder,I could build a machine.But always,I sit and create friction with myself, by myself,I'm not going anywhere so,maybe you were just that far away.That was that,This was this,Still IStill Istill i,still.. i..I'...

2/7

U.N. Owen was meThe thick fogis a relaxing moodwhere the sweet scentof filthfills my lungsthe way that clean airdoesn't always suffice.I'm not jealous of anyonebut wouldn't mindto break their jawsso that they can no longer speak.And use their bonesfor somethingof better use.Your lovely bonesand my hollow bonesoh how they livemuch different skeleton lives.I'm not afraid of osteoporosis,and not afra...

12/15

WinterThe jingle in your pocketsmight stimulate ownership,but rather,it makes you look like a foolas you fumble searching for the keysthat your numb hands can no longerclutch onto.Everyone will just laughyou'll laugh toobut you're not secure.They all say that cold air risesbut it's the warmth that has left my heartand head.Desperately trying to create the frictionbut it seems one side is working h...

11/19

Τηλέμαχος(Walking up towards the throne, one foot - planted to the solid rockthe other, following hesitantly.The marble, laughs one deep note of happiness or of jealousy from under me. All the people of the world were obser...

10/19

Presentswhen we are bornwe are given a boxand a key;when we are children we see no significancewe just want to open itto let out the treasureor moneyor whatever else it holds;as we get olderwe do get suspiciouswhy does the keynot fit the lockis something that we've probably asked;we all want to throw away the boxit has no meaningno sentimental valueor so we think...It wasn't untill I had been walk...

10/13

MeteorologyAs close as cloud and skybound to never be apart.It's like our atmosphere, or the liquid from our eyes.Deep like the seaa dark, black, bottomless perplexity.Washed up corpses on the beachIs really all that I can see.As I close my broken eyes,shattered glass scrapes up the remains.How am I supposed to find you,when I myself am lost?That falling feeling is great,when you can still land on...

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