May 2010
14 posts
Child of Nothing, Child of Light
Forgive me, I’ve forgotten Born of nothing, born of sin A child lost, a child blinded A child keeping everything within
Child of nothing, keep your thoughts Scream your pain, all for naught Your vocabulary is nothing more than four letter words Your mouth is what keeps you for moving forward
A walk away from You Just a little stray Wander, oh child of nothing, wander You’ve learned...
The Defeatist vs. The Realist
Oh no, I’ve done it again. Played around with this knife Blood running down each of my fingers Each healed cut a reminder of where I’ve been
Clean the blade, start anew Relate it all to what I’ve been through Do I leave it all on your phone? Or can I just wait outside your home? Maybe I’ll scream your name in the rain. Just long enough to fake this pain.
Come on, show me...
The Fall Horizon
The summer has come and gone. Taken it’s heat and taken it’s rain. Fall has come to show it’s face, the year is at it’s dawn.
The leaves change but oh, does the mental state stay the same.
I hope this comes right. I hope this won’t offend. But please, dear dollface, let me tell you my thoughts tonight.
You see, I never noticed this girl. She wore the sun in hair....
Introduction/Who I Was Before
Yes please, let’s talk about the past. Every terrible secret, every embarrassing word. I will insist that I am not that kid anymore. You will insist you know the role I was cast.
I’m not that kid seeking attention. Validation for each action. Not looking to an audience that doesn’t care. Not looking for your false kind words. Not shaking in fear of all the terror. All the...
In This Moment (No Good To No One)
Wait, wait, wait.
I’ll hold off. Find the time to bleed for you.
I wish you well. I wish the Devil never knows your name. I wish your man to make the sun shine for you.
I wish I never fell. Both legs broken.
I want to know. I want to know why God made you so beautiful. I want to know why I lead myself here.
I curse the words I once said. I curse the dreams I had, the memories I made.
...
Deluge
Just trying to stay dry. I’ll keep this my one goal. Keep my feet on dry land. Don’t know if it’ll work but I’ll try. Oh my, I’ll try.
But your words bought the rain. And so did his. As did hers. As did theirs. Not just words but cries. Cries of anger, cries of pain.
So the sky poured out. Dampening the land from here and there. Never had the heavens looked so grey....
The Other Side of Death
It’ll hurt.
My God, it’ll hurt.
But I’ll make the water red See every row of teeth Dive deep Because it’s feeding time
I’ll show you again For real this time Break each rib, crack open my chest Show you what’s really inside
Maybe it won’t be so bad on the other side Maybe every angel will smile They’ll lead me Light a path
But death will...
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Let Us
Replace every emotion with rage.
Drown the earth in patience.
Kill the cause that keeps us going.
Put up walls, always arms length.
Scream “Love!” from the top of our lungs.
Burn the sun in it’s own fires.
Tell the same story.
Listen to the song that speaks to our hearts.
Keep silent the words.
Rip out every page.
Start over.
Start again.
Wish each other well.
End...
Ideas
Idea for a movie: A fat, balding manga lover falls for a younger woman over the internet. Call it “Lost in Scanlation”
An anthology of short movies based on Edgar Allen Poe stories, but starring only hip hop and r&b artists. Call it “The Fall of the House of Usher (feat. Ludacris)”
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The Truth About Lost
First spoilers for the ending:
It was all in the mind of autistic boy. (is this joke new? What? Somebody already made it? Okay, moving on.)
Jack, Sawyer, Kate, and Hugo moved out of the house and now work in a hotel that Sophia’s brother owns.#goldengirlsreference
Ben Linus shut off the lights, took one last whimsical look back at the island, and then walked out the door.
Locke is taken...
“The making of a great compilation tape, like breaking up, is hard to do and...”
– Rob Gordon (John Cusack in High Fidelity)
Dear Dollface
I’ve wanted to say these words for a while, but I’m not good at talking face to face with you.
So here we go, another song sang to aether. The lines won’t be so clear but I assure it, this comes from the heart.
The spring came and I’ve realized that it’s still just as cold here because you’ve got a smile that could warm even the sun.
The forest still grows...
Same Side/Another Story
The feeling. The feeling that comes down that places you between your two endings.
Compresses.
Crushes.
And your heart beats from chest to throat to brain whenever you think of what could become of the future. Panic.
You’ve covered every cut and scrape in bandages and taken every pill to kill what hurts but you still can’t help but to think of falling down.
Do you have your...
