i have often attributed my attachment to, my passionate enthusiasm for, the dangerous mysteries of the ocean to that production of most imaginative of modern poets.*
these attachments not only fiction, but also the creation of, dreams conjured up by the adoration with natural beauty.
my affiliation with the discovery and realization of, said thoughts in literature has brought the conclusion up that, if indeed such beauty does exist in other forms than on these pages and in my film casings, than it must be in the eyes of love.
Jan 12, 2011
Jan 12, 2011 at 10:11 AM UTC
chords running through the brisk air like a butterfly in the wind
with her ginger hair draped over his chest
the songs made for her to hear
written just to show a girl
with sea green eyes
that the love flowing through his veins at rapid speed wasn't just a dream
and when she wakes up the lights will pound through her brain
a recognition of the nightmare on the breath of the morning
in the winter days of tomorrow.
Jan 6, 2011
Jan 6, 2011 at 7:15 PM UTC
hey baby I know you're asleep
but I'll whisper all my secrets away
and hope you'll remember
only so you will love me more each day
goodmorning beautiful I know you're asleep
but I had a dream about our forever, last night
and when you awake I'll recap every piece
only to have your warm embrace for the rest of my mornings
Sep 5, 2010
Sep 5, 2010 at 7:06 AM UTC
can i get a little dose of teenage flame
because i keep falling into the mud
with thsee florescent lights blinding my sences
and i cant help but wonder
am I even worth it to him?
this life can drag you in
and your endorphins may race
but its a teenage flame i'm searching for
after the school bell rings
Aug 29, 2010
Aug 29, 2010 at 5:06 AM UTC
harsh, blind
-boy do i wish i was-
a blackness shielding me from the face
so daunting, and to show up in every
single daydream
almost as if I'm falling
or are these memories clouding my mind?
gentle, kind
as your hands search me
will you defend me from my demons tonight?
-of course you will-
Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 6:35 PM UTC
dont mind me, i'm just wondering
dont leave me, i'm just lost
dont forget me, i'm worth remembering
Jul 26, 2010
Jul 26, 2010 at 8:04 PM UTC
this record of love lost is forever playing,
a tune worth forgetting
which key keeps repeating,
a sorrowful screaming
Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 8:17 PM UTC
my whole world has come crashing around me-
since you left-like a kindergardener running out of elmers glue,
i cant hold myself together,
you've left me to fix a broken peice of work
(you used to think it was a masterpeice)
the love you confessed seemed so sureal
now i dont think it was so,
May 11, 2010
May 11, 2010 at 6:43 PM UTC
you were my everything
and i guess you're still something
but not everything, atleast in its entirety
now he;s my everything
and she is yours, yet you cannot except
the fact that you'll never be my-
everything-ever again
almost like a leaf needs a tree, but im
no longer dependent on it, (im actually flying)
you lie in bed each night wishing to go back
while im longing to push forward
and i do, force myself to seperate
from you in that sense
plus every other sense avaliable.
Mar 30, 2010
Mar 30, 2010 at 3:45 PM UTC
shes out too late; looking for the angel of her hell
footsteps echo through the emptyness of crowds
a sound so deafening to create a blackout of thought.
Mar 25, 2010
Mar 25, 2010 at 4:15 AM UTC