Drifting above reality
Today I deal with the fear of making it another day.
I blindly walk through this morning fog.
Looking past reality, I see myself fade
away.
Drifting above reality.
Into a picture of circuses and clowns I franticly
run.
A gloomy nightmare in this corner of my
mind.
I find a spec of hope which carries me
through time.
To follow my shadow where [...]
This is My Life 08-18-2009
Today started out as an ordinary waking up to the usual noise pollution going on outside. My spirit seemed high, higher than they’ve been the last few days. Having my coffee outside gave me time to contemplate my move up north. The stuff I need to get done has [...]
This is My Life 07-27-2008
I reflect on the choices I’ve made in my life, as well as the results to which have occurred. Who’s to say they were wrong, hell whose to say they were right. They were just choices, decisions that brought me to this point. The only certainty is the truth of [...]
This is My Life 08-2009
Today was my last day at Target. The Target I only worked at for over a year, though I experienced so much and met some interesting people. At the beginning I really enjoyed working there. For a while I knew my purpose, and I had a lot of fun with the [...]
This is my Life 05-22-2009
I sit here at this coffee house and watch people go in and out of sports Challet. This mystery place that I dare not enter. Don’t care to enter. Which brings me to my next thought of what people say to me, “your closed minded.” I laugh and retort back [...]
This is My Life 06-04-2009
Another day has arrived as I wake up to contemplate what good I can bring to the people around me. I make it to the kitchen to make some coffee. Instead of making 2 cups of coffee, I make 8 cups, so the other ones in the house don’t have [...]
My Forever Angel
I enjoy being with her.
I enjoy her company.
She is the sky that I float aimlessly
through.
Theres something about her breath
that lifts me up.
So every breath she take I breathe in with
fervor.
The first kiss from her, the ever desire of
wanting more.
My heart races as her soft lips [...]
