| The Bad Days |
| These are the days that stay with you and never let go. Its that one bad day that is etched into your mind. Its that day that makes you say "Fuck it". ~J.M.F |
| The Circle |
| The circle, The continuating circle. Hypocracy, lies, flase intuitions, Diversions from reality. Closing of a door that was left open for way to long, the hinges rusted open, that continual circle rolling right through that door. The desperation, despair, and the ache. Fellings of what should of happened, washed away with grim reality. The wantingness to hold and to have.... Still lingers. The stupidity which lies within my head. Not knowing when enough is enough. I think now ive had enough, But tommrow that could change. Unwilling to let go, to just totaly forget it, will send me through that circle many more times. |
| Untitled (5/18/03) |
| There is this girl I know, Shes tall, really attractive. Brown hair, and incredibly sexy She has the aura about her that i cant get over. We have laughs, with some pain, and lots of good times. I thought i knew this girl who meant alot to me. She boggled my mind, and I wasnt quite sure how to react around her sometimes. I knew this girl who i was really into. I still am, I just wish, I wish I knew where she went. |
| Golden |
| There is one thing in life so pure and sweet. So perfect and yet so meaningful. It is taken advantage of, It is concelled and forgotten about. Moments of reflection turn into, Countless moments of headaches and problems. With it you could be at peace Without it things just become a blur. The one thing that feflects this all Is silence. It is the one thing that is its own. It can not be duplicated. Silence is the tiem of self-realizations, reflections and processes un-inhibited in non-silent times. It is purely Golden. You could achieve a newer understanding of life and time. A clearatiy of a clouded existance A golden time where self see's, hears, understands.... It's self. |
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