I fell in love again and here we are! I'm writing again. In theory.
I've also recently decided to only work part time while I'm in school. At least for a bit.
man oh man.


Lost: One Human HeartI used to have a rhythm I couldn’t describe Or hold on to And I misplaced it so often I can’t find it again. It won’t return to meLost: One Human Heart
I fall in and out of love That rhythm in my chest Beating out the fear And anger And depression from inside Until I have no choice But to give up my defense And let him win
And I’ve lost it again Misplaced it so often It simply won’t return When I call it
I have nothing but my brain Left to lose now And I can’t help but think If I just misplace it one more time I


Splunk, Goes the BottleSunny beach Waves roaring Over the sands StainingSplunk, Goes the Bottle
Like blood Spilling From my hand
I picked up A bottle Made of glass
One sharp serrated edge Juts out at the neck Or where the neck Used to be
A small crab Lives inside Pondering His existence
Why me? Why me? He squeaks up at me
I don’t know, Little crab I say to calm him down
And I fling The broken Blood-stained Bottle Into the ocean Forgotten Forever Sinking now


World StampTo ship a world Across the sky Faster, ever fasterWorld Stamp
Extra postage
May apply To avoid disaster
Some special Bubble wrap will do We’ll call it atmosphere
Now send it off Into the blue And watch it disappear
And when it reaches It’s address I hope you will enjoy
We’ve let it go
In such a mess It might arrive destroyed.


UntitledThe steps seem warm But they aren't Made out of concrete, cement Somehow doesn't absorb heat from the sunlight illuminating it for human eyes They are painted pink with black stripes Hardly anyone bothers to walk this way And that's okay I'd rather be alone here anyway I start reading the newspaper though I don't know why There's never anything new, never anything interesting I've become absorbed into the words Absorbed in the visualising of the descriptions I block out the world I block out my loneliness I block out the enormously high buildings aroundUntitled


You cannot understand me?Red is yellow, As black is green, As two apples, can make tea.You cannot understand me?
For fire will burn, As ten will turn, Light will dark, aboard Noahs ark.
Pink is blue, As I hate you, Two green jars, will crucify you.
Heaven eats Hell, Man kills bells, Dreaming of love, the last white dove.
Magenta is cyan, As I am so bland, Candle wick now, save the florist or die.
Ready or not, Here I come, Let the wings of the angels, slip off my yellow brick tongue.
For dreams of a waiting,
and yeah, theater is awsome
(lighting design for the win!)
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lonely and wanting a hug
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Embrace Death, and Learn to let go of Life
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But it has often happened that I have found the most seductive depictions of sin in the pages of those very men of incorruptible virtue who condemned their spell and their effects. --page 81, Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
~carly
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Myspace: [link]
Group: ~SLG-Club
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Please accept my resignation.
I do not care to belong to any club that will accept me as a member.
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But it has often happened that I have found the most seductive depictions of sin in the pages of those very men of incorruptible virtue who condemned their spell and their effects. --page 81, Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
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