Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Isn't it wonderful?

Sickness seems to have caught up with me... All my years of health were preparation for this? I cant remember the last meal I ate.. Has it been days? weeks? I can't tell... Did I lose common sense in my struggle to fix things? Or maybe this is part of the cost to atone. It is said that whatever force you apply to the Earth, it will generate and apply an equal force against that. So who will win in a struggle that neither parties will back down from? Me, or the Earth...

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Just scratches

Shut your mouth full of quixotic ways There is no room for you in my youthful haze You expressed your love limited by time It gave me hope and helped me refine Now you judge scoff and show shallow pity Fuck you, your lines are shitty I put on a smile and bent over backwards To tell you exactly what you wanted to hear You think you're justified and guilt free You're walking each day without any fear While i stand tall and firm knowing you lack of chastity You seduce and rape the innocence of earth You take and steal to find your worth You humble yourself to cover your self-righteousness Throwing truth with the intent of lies To distort the views with your lifelessness. I don't need you, But for the time you cared, I thank you. You raised me like your own child So know this, I was raised to be better than you And that is exactly what i will do. Sadness is a part of me just like happiness It lets me see and appreciate things for their worth I will take joy in sadness because i know it gets better Starting with these simple scratches Reminders of how much you grew on me And how now i have cut you out of my life These scratches will turn to scars and always show They will remind me of me, the one you only claimed to know.