Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Grrr video uploading

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Love and Life tell you not to
But pain and lust make it so
Your ill-chosen words make me feel worse
Your small mind makes my hatred grow

You don't know where I'm coming from
And never will unless you go there
So sit in your box filled with boredom,
Stupidity, and talentless fare

Monday, May 26, 2008

Supposedly Torrid Online Poster
Call your soul black, kettle

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Hey, I'm no goddamned agnostic
And I clutch my chains to here
This rubbing, burning rope sensation
Taste my acid little fear

Give me your thesis, he states
We'll drink a little wine
And after all the puking's done
we'll label it a good time

From geek to chic
So bleet the sheep
So sweet is the cretin, how loud his name
Crusted with dust and wickedly lame
Love and oppression are one and the same

Monday, May 19, 2008

Friday

I'm sorry I yelled at you
Cried at you
Bitched and cried some more

I was feeling unbelievably awful
Sick
And hopeless

Thank you for being there
Warm and true
Thank you for opening your arms and heart
For me

Saturday

I was still feeling rotten
Couldn't do anything
For anyone
Even if I had wanted to

Thank you for talking with me
Laughing and loving

Sunday

I'm sorry for waking you
No doubt worrying your poor, dear heart
For being short with you, and curt

I was panicked, stricken, and sick
In pain and alone

Thank you for promising me
For helping me and regarding me

Thank you for walking to the hospital
For staying with me
And by me
Holding me and reassuring me

Thank you for sleeping by me
Comforting me and caring for me

Monday

What a holiday

Thank you for waking with me
Rested and singing

Thank you for another trip to the hospital
For joking with me and being silly
Even while I was stressed from my mother
And I know you weren't happy either

Thank you for wishing me well
For making me smile in a personal Hell

Thank you for loving me
For healing me
For you

I love you, my sweetie, the sweetest taste of life and love amidst the bitterness
He is no David
I understand this fact and it is irrelevant
He makes me feel warm and safe
Beautiful and loved
Most importantly
He makes me feel

Monday, May 12, 2008

Alive for the time being
Life blood running thin and heavy
How can there be so much?
And nobody can find any to take?

Tired. So bloody tired.
Weary of poking and prodding
Gloved fingers where they shouldn't be
Tests to run