there were sheep, wolves, pigs, and velvet ropes. The instructor, was often smiling with a large and antagonizing smile. He reeked of gin and an odour, that triggered the nostrils to cease to breath, he smelt of success, and achievement. His ego was large. His muscles tiny. he began to stumble – over the time… Continue reading The True Ruler.
The flower’s bloom outside, as we sit and socialize, the minutes turn to hours… the weather shifts to anew, like our complicated relationship…it’s ever-changing, and very enjoyable – within a forest, i look around, and begin to protect myself from those around. i embrace her being, her whit, her unusual personality, she’s began to fly,… Continue reading The Butterfly.
Why’s she running from me, why’s she so distant, cold? i can’t comprehend what goes through her mind, she gives signals like a radio station, high, lows. supreme feelings, but lack of effort. i admitted long ago I’m in-love. but perhaps she’s using me, I’m within a show and she’s the star, i’m a co-star… Continue reading Running Into Feelings.
Down in the warmth of my heart stands a beautiful, brown hair, blue eyed woman. With a gorgeous smile, a sweet, intoxicating smile that welcomes with openness. a deadly smart mind, letting you know it will be fine, you can overcome much. she carries herself with strength and individualism. she says that I’m all she… Continue reading Narssisistic feelings.
Enemies turn friends… those who i called snakes and wolves… those who attacked and belittled me, are now on my side, fighting the battles of life with me, raising to further their vibrations. id like them to do well, conqoure their fears and make their dreams come true… they stabbed me in the back, they… Continue reading Friendemies.
Everyday feels warmer and brighter… each day feels anew, different, it keeps getting better than the previous day, that’s all that really matters, i tell myself. the difference creates a game-like-feel, it definitely frightens me, to be within the game of life, or possibly outside. it doesn’t change the feeling that these days are preparing… Continue reading The Illusion of Thoughts.
Friendless, broken, money’s short…. if i could re-write time, i would have chosen another path…. a less enlightened one… a simple life…. if i could rewrite time… i would have gone to school for my passion, sure the passion would be non existent or so it seems.but is mine more well? or is it simply… Continue reading broken.