Monday, September 28, 2009

The Difference Between You and I

The difference between you and I
is I am capable of getting by
with not one watching with their eyes,
but the only one who could decide
whether I will live or die.

The difference between you and I
is I am bound by no routine.
Restriction in my numbers seem
bordering on just obscene,
...yet, I always seem to come out clean.

The difference between you and I
is I can see without my eyes.
I have a different kind of guide,
one to whom I've never lied,
one to whom I will divide.

The difference between you and I,
is I am capable of getting by.
With not one watching with their eyes,
but an outside factor who does decide
how I can fit in my own life.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Something really funny just happened to me. I'm relaxing and beautify-ing tonight, so I was relaxing with a meditation exercise from the book I'm reading, Effortless Mastery by Kenny Werner. The whole idea of this exercise was that my heart was an ocean of infinite, brilliant ideas. When I was done with this, I listened to DCFC on shuffle and this song came on..

"your heart is a river that flows from your chest
through every organ
your brain is the dam, and i am the fish who can't reach the core"

Haha...I get that a lot more now.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I am an artist in a world of scientists,

and I pray to God that I will find someone in this world that can respect my passion, my drive, and my confidence that I will succeed...

Monday, August 31, 2009

i have a foot in two worlds,
i am the biggest and the smallest.
looked up to and looked down on,
admired and defiled,
recalled and forgotten.
i am not enough for the air-bound leviathans
clogging my skyline,
and i am far too good
for the insects in my path.
my disposition is my downfall,
and i tend to relapse
into the same frame of mind,
every single time...
a word brings back a sensory memory,
and a name strikes panic through my limbs.
because i was hoping that i could freeze time,
until maybe i am flawless again,
until maybe i grow a few hundred miles...
so that i will be taller than you...
and you'll forget everyone below.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The Mold

It's strange because I know
Exactly how it feels
To get down so low,
that you may never heal.

and it's strange because I feel
exactly what I know,
because in my eyes it's real,
and your lips are moving slow...

and it's strange because I feel,
like everything has fallen
even though I'm sure
everything is standing up.

and it's strange because I feel,
as though the world around me
has given up the fight,
because I was not enough.

and it's strange because I feel,
exactly how I used to
No matter what you say,
you're very much the same.

and it's strange, because I know
Exactly how it feels
to fall into the mold
where so many were before.

Monday, August 17, 2009

this is the mood.

Kat says:
the whole thing is just amazing. cuz he's saying, "i never thought it possible, i think i fell in love with someone worse than me, and i love you to death, but i don't think i like you anymore"
and that's like the message of the song, cuz she's basically drowning her issues in alcohol because of some problem that happened "two years ago tonight"
oh yeah, direct quoting
haha
speaking of unhealthy coping mechanisms, good god i want some haagan daaz