Goodnight moon.
Run far way.
If you dont have time,
then here, take mine.
The mountain we've climbed is now in the distance.
You've run away with the spoon.
Thank you for your eyes.
Now I see the way you see.
So run away moon and be free.
Goodbye.
Moon.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
I guess being an artist has it's downfalls
Look in the mirror.
I am beautiful.
But broken.
Beautifully broken.
A beautiful disaster.
To me, put me back together.
Not with glue. Glue doesn't last.
Not with love. Love doesn't exsist.
Watch myself fall. Let myself fall.
Down.
I'm down.
Alone.
Drowning.
I hit my head.
I'm hurting.
Feel the wind in my hair...It's all i can feel...
I don't want to be the artist anymore.
Let it be.
Let it be your turn to paint, to draw, to sing, to act, to break.
Let it be... you.
Sigh.
Not me.
I am beautiful.
But broken.
Beautifully broken.
A beautiful disaster.
To me, put me back together.
Not with glue. Glue doesn't last.
Not with love. Love doesn't exsist.
Watch myself fall. Let myself fall.
Down.
I'm down.
Alone.
Drowning.
I hit my head.
I'm hurting.
Feel the wind in my hair...It's all i can feel...
I don't want to be the artist anymore.
Let it be.
Let it be your turn to paint, to draw, to sing, to act, to break.
Let it be... you.
Sigh.
Not me.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Empty House Tonight
Empty house..
Time went by slow today.
Now I sit here, lost in my own thoughts,stuck in this hole of a town.
Sometimes I wish I could feel the Earth spinning.
Dizzy.
Loneliness is bittersweet.
The pancakes I made tonight didnt fill the hole thats inside my chest.
Maybe thats why I can't breathe.
Hmmm. I dont know though..They say life's too short, but my life has been taking forever.
All I want to be, is to be okay with Me.
I just want to be happy.
Time went by slow today.
Now I sit here, lost in my own thoughts,stuck in this hole of a town.
Sometimes I wish I could feel the Earth spinning.
Dizzy.
Loneliness is bittersweet.
The pancakes I made tonight didnt fill the hole thats inside my chest.
Maybe thats why I can't breathe.
Hmmm. I dont know though..They say life's too short, but my life has been taking forever.
All I want to be, is to be okay with Me.
I just want to be happy.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Alice
I constantly find myself falling.
Not in any particular style or place. But just falling.
Its hard to explain....
But everytime I do I find myself getting right back up just to fall again.
It's become me.
Falling is who I am. Whether it's falling in love, falling for a lie, falling out of trees, falling in my dreams or in my mind.
I am nothing but falling.
I don't necessarily fall anywhere.
I just fall.
I don't know what that means.
Who am I? What is falling anyways?...
Where is my rabbithole?....
......Where is my wonderland?...
Not in any particular style or place. But just falling.
Its hard to explain....
But everytime I do I find myself getting right back up just to fall again.
It's become me.
Falling is who I am. Whether it's falling in love, falling for a lie, falling out of trees, falling in my dreams or in my mind.
I am nothing but falling.
I don't necessarily fall anywhere.
I just fall.
I don't know what that means.
Who am I? What is falling anyways?...
Where is my rabbithole?....
......Where is my wonderland?...
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