The "hurrah" has ended,
I am, it would seem, destined to be inevitably invisible.
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
There is the wonder if dreaming is indeed a form of escape or moreover the most detrimental and destructive process to ones being?
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 5:32 PM UTC
My arms flit through the air, as if I no longer control them.
The tips of my fingers languidly, yet gracefully dance above me.
In a cursive flow they outline, "WHY?".
I gaze at it, I can see the strength of the word written in merely air.
Leisurely I reach for it, grasping ever so gently at the intangible.
Slowly, and to my dismay, I realize, "Why?" will never be that of a tangible form.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 8:34 AM UTC
"You read,
like a book.",
he said.
"But wherever
shall I start?"
"In the middle",
I said.
"All good books
should be read in
the middle first."
"Where is the middle?",
he asked.
"Now.",
"Our story starts now."
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:12 AM UTC
Mommy, mommy are you okay?
Wake up, wake up it's Saturday!
Mommy is sick leave mommy be!
I'm still in bed, can't you see?
Oh poor mommy, what can I do?
I really, really want to help you.
I need water, and something to eat.
Walk lighter, not so heavy with your feet!
Here, mommy, here, is this good enough?
You don't look very well, kind of rough.
Quiet down child, I am sick I said!
Can't you get that through your thick head?
Sorry, sorry, what else do you need?
Would you like a book, something to read?
Turn off that light what are you doing!
Stop those tears, I don't need your boo-hooing!
Please mommy, please don't be mad,
Seeing you sick just makes me so very sad.
Turn off the light and just go away!
I am not going to play with you today.
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 8:30 PM UTC
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?
Fairest of them all you ask? Your question seems unfair.
Am I to pick the brilliant mind, or she with pretty hair?
One who stands and fights for all the things she finds unjust?
Or for the one that gets a second look, the one that all do lust?
She who amuses you greatly, that girl with the sharpest wit?
Or the one with the "perfect" body, that a size two would fit?
She who will stand and take a bullet in her religion's name?
Or her with no talent, and yet still strives for constant fame?
Fairest of them all you ask, this is the wrong question indeed!
You need to look inside yourself to find the answer that you need...
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
Silence
should
be
observed
as
the
most
deafening
cry.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 5:55 AM UTC
Ah, poor dear woman.
You know not what you reap.
Is your pocket book not empty?
Can you not see the drain?
He's absorbing your lifestyle.
An osmosis of sorts.
Is it not peculiar that he brings nothing?
No friends, money, stability, no home.
What do you give? All of the above.
The "society" he craves to be a part of.
He will **** you dry sweet lady.
You will be left a shell.
Consider this your warning label
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 8:20 AM UTC
I am screaming so loud that it is silent.
My rage is burning, seething and violent.
My deafening cries in the dark go unheard.
All the words that I speak are seemingly slurred.
Thoughts are charging at a rapid pace.
The darkest of them all winning the race.
I cannot stop my mind it's on automatic.
I just want to hear white noise; simple static.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 5:05 PM UTC
According to aaamath.com:
An equation is a mathematical statement that has two expressions separated by an equal sign.
The expression on the left side of the equal sign has the same value as the expression on the right side.
One or both of the expressions may contain variables.
Solving an equation means manipulating the expressions and finding the value of the variables.
Therefore I have determined:
The greatest distance between two people is indifference towards one another.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 1:04 PM UTC