Untitled (11/11/11)

Fuck you i wrote to a ex gf, it is angry and bile filled, just adding it cause its something i wrote, the events pass, the past is written, the past is static, its set so common sense says, but not for you, you rewrite what happens to suit you, you turn devotion

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Love

My love, my truest love, my heart, my devotion. you hold me, all that i am, in your hand and i am free. free of pain, free of sorrow and free of the past. you help me break from my shell and soar the sky with you by my side.

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Real-ity...

Those wrongly speaking unkind we, as one, help each other keep clear, a tired, & weary mind calm so easily broken among the quiet storm still strong with emotion i find, above all else, friendship & love, help carry one another with ease, with such pure devotion

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Never Love

The sins of my devotion. of my fear of betrayal. for one thing i am glad of the darkness. you cannot see this veil of tears this numb feeling i cannot shake.

Night thoughts - 9. - because why not

Back eyes locked, no blinking, no thinking...both refuse to give slack cemetery is perfection evolving into spontaneous movements that match with each motion somewhere along the way, far past on a certain day, all has melded together in a twisted form of devotion

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Through the City

I dream of a leader; filled with a sense of responsibility, honesty, and devotion. they want to show me everything as i want to show them. do i want to take responsibility?

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Numb-ered...

Ever-changing third is a word i here too often, too late one that shows only after the fact, after fate fourth is but that word forgiving time for taking its next step, continue its motion fifth is knowing what could, would, & should be done with such devotion

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Hello again...more than a friend...

The same a loving thought beyond expression, forgetting we had each a name blindly showing all faults as if in a flawed game it's hard to look back, the pains come more in thought than motion priceless was our life, so we took for granite the fragile devotion

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Dreamingly...

Know my sub-conscience wants to fight day dreaming under the vail of night anything is up for grabs, while i don't need to doubt what's right my mental recollection toys with my emotions showing all i once held close, & with them, all my priceless past devotions

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RATHER DIE BROKEN IN YOUR ARMS

With my head held high and pride rising through the sky, i stand here now as i take this devoted vow, that i will correct what i have done wrong, fix what i have shattered, and i'll do it all as i walk with a broken leg sucking up the pain as i pull myself

Shadowed...

Happiness, only some seclusion always a moment away, we pay no mind to expectations of a better day through thick or thin, we must prevail, for tomorrow's struggle, we must win deciding a smile over lack of emotion is the definition of our devotion

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This-solving...

Strings from puppets dance empty as dummies take seats to watch who's pulling old emotion forgetting the performance for the first time, they watch blindly with infatuated devotion chaos felt in a light breeze around the room all watch curtains falling

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