you stole my soap box

September 22nd, 2007 at 08:25:04 AM

for the first time
in a long time
i cannot rhyme
i am all fine

do you know which side you are on?

September 16th, 2007 at 01:48:30 AM

i am a chameleon
to all but my own
shadow,
            sometimes.

the world is flat
with mirrors on
each,
          side.

i always thought
i'd be alive until
i didn't,
          so i stopped.

only this second
can know how
far,
       i fell.

i think my throat is sore

September 15th, 2007 at 07:20:46 AM

i don't want to write this down
i don't want to make a sound
i am tired of swimming around
but i don't want to drown

you can't substitute the truth
or play tug-of-war with youth
but that is how low i stoop
just to kill pieces of you

if life's like a highway
i will despise it
all ride long
if life's like a highway
i want it my way
or i want off

i am getting closer to the fact
that you can't escape the fact
that nothing exists inside the past
unless your looking back

i am writing 'till my fingers bleed
i don't know why i'm writing
this is not important
whatever i need to detach myself
why do i need to detach myself
this is so unimportant
i think my throat is sore.