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Saturday, June 9, 2007


I cant always
I've started reading books again cause all Ive done in most of my classes is nothing and thats what Im going to be doing Mon. and Tuesday. But then Im free from that hell-hole. then its probably off to Florida for me, or not maybe a week or two after summer begins ill be going there.

My, My, My, My, My, My
My thoughts are swollen
My shadow is gaining
The gray represses nicked colors
My body is aching
My veins are showing
The pressure is growing
My head is throbbing
My opposition is questioned
The indecent exposure from myself
My portrait is persistent
My soul has joined the shadow
The pigments are all dull
Myself has died down, all & everything of mine has faded

They've fallen for you
squeaky voice
scratchy throat
slippery words
stained echo
Yet they wont let go,
your emotions,
your twists,
your sequence ,
they've collapsed for you

Mixed Seasoned Feelings
warm like winter
desolate like summer
blooming like fall
crumbling like spring

thoughts at the moment!
Rotating around reverse intervals while eyes are closed, when opened your going in the wrong direction. Keep spinning towards what feels right sooner or later we will collide, don't worry, an orbital crash will happen sooner or sooner than later. Never will we not crash, halting to take a break from moving forward means your still moving forward. moving forward without halting means moving backwards with horrible repercussions. I will take my time, no I will take my moments in joy and slow down beside them.
Thoughts as well!
Their hand grasping my hand, while my other hand is grasping their throat and striking their head into the ground . Repeatedly smashing it into the ground until they let go of my hand. a blank white face appears on theirs, mine is of red and blue swirling together, unintentionally mixed
(I am in a state of oblivion at the moment, so the words I've typed I trust and do not trust)

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