.

Dont have a soul on my side
Still ridiculed despite how hard that i have tried.

A glass on a table in an earthquake -

Some really amazing and crappy things have happened the past week or so - almost feels like a dream. But it isnt.
Im putting this here for personal reasons, and mainly because I have a terrible memory.
Wednesday the 19 and thursday the 20th were terrible days and I will learn from my mistakes.

Infact April and May just went down the drain. You cant go back in time to change things but really I wish I could.
It seems like I got back from Mexico in the wrong frame of mind, and still Im in a daze.
This is going to take a long time to fix. Whatever it is.

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My affair with short poemsShare
Thursday, 22 October 2009 at 04:33 |

I try to create poetry
It washes over me
And its a facade a cliche
To write this way.



you can be anything
you want to be
except
me.



blatantly
undeniably tormented
gone forever
we pretended



Lost in a smile
what gothic imagery
slip on the turnstile
what a tragic memory



Cry with tears
combust in the sun
migraine headache
i hate everyone



Words are worthless
talk is cheap
time is precious
the world is weak



sleep is a loading screen
defragmenting a memory
lets hope i still remember you
like you, me.



heres one for the road my friends
lets end it on a high
think not of years months weeks and days gone
Or the people that pass you by
Be true to yourself and others friends
Dont deal in hate and pain
even if its just pretend - mind games
reflect the world and be the change

dont you cry no more
put that phone down
answer the door

what you cryin for
dont be sheddin no tears
cant be bad im sure

i trust til the end of the earth
its all were worth

blues

last night i walked a long long mile
missed the last bus at midnight
thats alright
i don mind walkin that much anywayz

this mornin i was an hour late for work
lord knows im lucky to have that
id gladly walk another mile for my lady
lord knows im lucky to have that

not a day goes by
where i aint grateful for what i got
not a day goes by where i dont remember where i come from
where im goin
who i left behind

leave it all behind tonight
imma leave it all behind alright

now they be askin n pryin
n askin questions see
these ghosts dont know me
not no more
and if they knocked on my door tomorrow
id tell em which way the cold wind blows

The better i get on guitar, the more things go wrong in my life. The equilibrium is irritable. At times unbearably so.

I was lost in a contraption
Took me days to find direction
Suddenly the moments collide

Finally found the fault in father
Family blood dilutes the water
I was dazed in my direction tonight

Photographed when he hit the ground
No one minds
That's my blind side

I was lost and you're to blame
A man of doubt gave me a name
The obvious was too hard to find

To watch me try is out of line
The sun will shine

To watch me die
Is out of line
The sun will still shine

What's mine is mine
The sun will still shine