Monday, February 28, 2011

Overcome

Life is truly beautiful when you learn to stop caring.
This still life is so peaceful.

New found hobby

It's pouring rain
10 o clock at night
I'm in my yoga pants and oversized hoodie
Music blasting through my headphones
I'm walking
Walking
Jogging
Picking up my pace
I start running
Picking up my pace
Everything feels numb
All that's on my mind is the road ahead of me
Your face flashes in my peripherals
I run faster
Faster
Splashing into puddles
No care for anything
Soaking wet with rain and sweat
It's been nearly two miles
I run for my freedom
I don't remember your face anymore
Your touch is a distant memory
Finally I have found control
Freedom

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Post Office

Today I went to the Post Office for my boss. He said he needed a book of stamps, so I drove there and stood in the back of the long line. The place was packed with people and It was quieter than a library. I took my headphones out of my pocket and started listening to some hardcore techno. All of a sudden, some old man walks in the door behind me and starts twitching and fidgeting when the song goes into a hard synth solo with heavy bass. The twitching and the music were perfectly in sync. He falls to the floor, the music progresses, I laugh my ass off. Turns out, he was having a seizure. The people working behind the counter and the people in front of me come and help him. Still shaking, I'm doubled over, laughing.

Im a horrible person.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Your pride suffocated me

Two weeks.
I give it two weeks.
You're going to gather up all the right words to say to me.
All the right words to make it make sense in your head.
All the right words to make it sound like you care about it.
But the truth is, you don't.
Your inability to fucking see that things aren't perfect became aware to me.
You're no
Artist.
Musician.
Genius Visionary.
Viking Warrior.
You're a sad soul who will never be able to find happiness in anything you do.
You want to open your eyes, but your pride gets in the way.
The day you rejected my imperfections is the day you lost happiness.
I was the key to saving you, and you threw me away like some whore.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

The problem with ignoring magic

If I'm not worth the fight,
And you're not worth the drive,
Then we're not worth the time,
And I don't see the point.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Love

A word that is used everyday
I said it to him in my car last May
I must not have know what it truly meant
Out the door with his bags he went
I said it to him because I thought it felt right
Dated three years, hungout every night
Hidden in the word there was false hope
I couldn't do it anymore, was at the end of my rope
Love is described as, 'everlasting' and 'fate'
Never felt it before; I must not have a mate
I've never loved a man past his error
I swear I've dated the worse, they cause me true terror
I'm almost positive I'm meant to be alone
Just surviving in this world until I'm all grown
I've convinced myself I can make it alright
I've learned to cook, and can tuck myself in at night
Love is a hoax; extremely cliche
I can make myself happy when skies turn gray

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Swallow

IT'S ABOUT TIME.

Hayden

"im happy. but only because i know things work out. so dont worry. goodbye kelsey."

And there goes three years.
Somehow I still can't let go..