Saturday, July 31, 2010

The real Kicker

I'm not so afraid of the way you might hurt me,
as I am by the fact that I just might deserve it.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Drowning in Perspective

Once you remove life from it's natural context,
who's to say you'll ever be able to put it back?

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

You Matter

No matter what, or who, or when, or why, It matters so damn much, it kills me everytime.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Everything was never enough

Just because it doesn't matter anymore, doesn't mean it matters any less.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Bad Maths

Is another day another dollar really worth it?
It's not like you can buy them back if you change your mind.

Monday, July 19, 2010

Think Louder

Some things were never meant for words,
things that can't be explained, must be experienced directly.
You can not know the truth, only feel it.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

The patience of Gods

Those who claim to know the end before it's time has come have little imagination for the breadth and depth of eternity.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

My heart touched the sky

You say "lonely" as if you were the only one who felt it
But I know
sometimes it's so damn sweet
how were all it this together
it breaks my heart wide open
and the whole world rushes in.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

You can only hate the things that you Love

If I'm not supposed to take these things personally,
Well I don't get how I'm supposed to take them at all.

Friday, July 9, 2010

Being inHuman

If were all just the same why does it feel so different?

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The silence is your friend

I told myself I feared the emptiness,
to hide the fear I'd never feel the sweet whisper of nothing against my soul again.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Sticks and Stones

I thought I knew the difference between wrong and right, but now I'm not sure I know my own name, only what you call me.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

You say you can't go on,
but you do,
day after day.

One day maybe you'll stop, and maybe you'll discover
The world still turns without you having to make it happen.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

You call it small talk

Sometimes the words get in the way. Whatever I say, I say it because I want to connect. It might not mean much to you, but I feel so much, sometimes it's hard to say anything at all.