27 November 2008

what words are worth

wordswordswords words wordswords words wordswords words words words more fucking words all we are, just these god damned words words without meaning words for the sake of sound.
words god damned words cut apart and strung back together.
i can keep them from escaping if i pin them to the page.
and the pieces and they're falling and i'm falling into pieces.
broken pieces.

20 November 2008

gotta get outta here

i'm so excited, i could barf.

18 November 2008

i can hardly remember

i'm just looking for a voice... i'm afraid i've sold mine to the devil.

02 November 2008

glass and bone

hurting so much. not really sure why. heart feels shattered. glass and bone crashing down around me. watershed of pain and anger, keeping me from whatever could have become of this life. who's even listening anymore. should have seen the signs.
falling apart, piece by piece. ever day, something else, chipping away at the facade of happiness. who ever said i had to be happy? maybe i want to stay in bed all day, eyes leaking salt and liquid pain, imagining the way things might have been. maybe i don't want the sun to come out. i can be content in this gloom and fog. at least in it, i know i am not alone.