January 2010
being in love
its like when the blood rushes to your head when youre hanging upside down too long its like when you first jump into a cold pool or lake its like the first day of summer, when the warmth hits your cool face for the first time its like stepping out of the car from a long ride its like the first hit of a cigarette when the nicotine immediately gets you lightheaded its a high its thebutterflies in...
alive
id like a change soon. not a bad one, just a good one ya know id like a new place to live one day, i want to make art all day. i want to paint i want to write i want to photograph i want to inspire someone someone new. i want to be away from here & this house that captures my head and makes me angry. i want warmth around my body
high, hello
eyes heavy
breath slows
lips numb
hands shake
heart races
mouth dries
thoughts rush
gone
gone
gone
i am alive, but i am dead
i get too attached, too clingy. i cannot get rid of this burning in the pit of my stomach. i thrive for the wrong things and the pain only increases. can you not dig deeper into your mind and emotions and trace what is making you feel this way? can you not remove the crawling of the bug itching through your skin? what is it that sets you off? that uncontrollable longing and thriving got something...