Watermelaina

I'm falling so I'm taking my time on my ride :] Sometimes sleep is my enemy. Not because I can't claim it for my own, Though sometimes that is the case. But because It claims me and tortures me relentlessly. The sandman loves my brain Two mad scientists cooking up schemes all night Trauma, confusion, pain A soup of words less spoken Tonight I feel a calm, a numbness. I woke up this morning with my eyes closed I sleep tonight with my mind open. The moon's protection will not reach me The heroes of my heart ride with me on my train They distract me from the titans of anxiety Who lurk beneath the waves of my consciousness They deposit me on a cloud Higher and Higher I float Closer and Closer to the sun I watch the stars explode around me The horizon splits It's morning. The dust of another battle won Flutters off my lashes The pain of another battle won settles into my joints, my tissues. The sun's inspiration will not reach me T...

MIDNIGHT OWL From the tower window she looked up at the clear night sky, then down at the deserted stone grounds of the courtyard. "Be careful. A fall like that would be talked about for generations." warned her companion, hidden in the shadows.  "I rather like the idea of being remembered." She replied, still gazing at the glistening stone far beneath her.  "I certainly prefer it to being trapped."  "Who put you up here? Was it not your own self?"  "That's a rather cruel perspective to entertain."  "Cruel but not dishonest."  "I suppose..." She stared into the shadows of her quarters, straight into judging, glowing yellow eyes. "Everything I have done has been to make myself miserable. Which explains why I allow you to be here every night."  "If I were to disappear, you would too." The girl's companion flapped her wings defiantly.  The girl, sat at the...

First of all Happy New Year to you... Every time I sit at a table to type I feel like I'm getting real shit done but deep down I know the truth.  I know I'm either procrastinating or trying to keep my mental stability up. Today, however, it's just out of boredom. By the time this is published New Year will have come and gone. Still, I shall greet you for greeting you's sake. I open this document maybe once a month and add some words to it... I dunno how far into the year I will get before it is posted but at this rate, I think I should just wait until December 31st to publish it. I won't say what month it is now... I'll just say. I'm very tired of school and would really just like to share a drink with someone I love. Thinking about May like...  It's finally getting warmer and that's really boosted my mood... Hahaha, I wonder if while you read this it looks like something which was written in one shot because It really was not... I...

And this one right here ...ah...this is for the fat girls. This one is uh...is for the little brothers. This is for the schoolyard wimps and for the childhood bullies who tormented them. ...to the former prom queen and to the milk crate ball players For the nighttime cereal eaters and for the retired elderly Wal-Mart store front door greeters Shake the dust This is for the benches and the people sitting upon them... For the bus driver's driving a million broken hymns... To the men who have to hold down three jobs simply to hold up their children... For the nighttime schoolers... and for the midnight bike riders trying to fly. Shake the dust This is for the two year olds who cannot be understood because they speak half English and half God Shake the dust For the boys with the beautiful beautiful sisters Shake the dust For the girls with those brothers who are going crazy... Those gym class wallflowers and the twelve...

Heart you to the moon and back  Love isn’t embarrassing or cliche It’s exciting and exhilarating  So do everything you feel like doing  And let it be known that you do it for love  Tell them how every cell in your body smiles when they appear Tell them all the dumb things you do just because you want them to look at you  Let them know that touching them is very high on your priority list  Kiss them when they’re happy, when they’re sad, when they’re afraid, when they’re laughing. Listen to them for as long as you can  Hold them like you’ll never see them again  Trust that they will love that you love them 

A short story about rage... or something. The most shocking thing about the facility to Marcel was how large it actually was.  They'd been driving in from the outer gates for 3 minutes now.  The high number of heavily armed guards almost lost their intimidation with how widely spread out they had to be.  Marcel observed his surroundings vigilantly, so far not spotting any obvious weaknesses from this mysterious fortress. Along the road  there was another much shorter wall.  Beyond it he could make out a tall wire fence and what looked like dirt paths. Occasionally before the fences were little guard posts and small jeeps driving to and from God knows where, but nothing else among the woodland. Eventually they approached another wall which stretched on to areas beyond his line of sight. The car paused as the gates opened and they were allowed in.  The car parked.  Marcel stared, some might even say glared at a man standing at the foot of the steps...

The world we live in is brutal.  There isn't a thing about it that is perfect.  Nothing goes exactly our way without collateral damage to weigh on our hearts. Unless you're a sociopath. Generally I feel quite separate from the world. This is definitely a recurring theme on this blog so if you've been following my thoughts then you know what I mean. But also, how close to I really expect to feel to my surroundings?  Everything is right outside the door. Everything is free to take if you really want to do it. What holds us back, generally, is ourselves and our feelings. I think that I am constantly thinking about how others perceive me and about how the things I do affect others. But I also think that the amount of thought I put into my actions isn't enough. Generally the two thoughts cancel each other and I live life on some sort of autopilot.  I joined a P.R committee.  My task is to take pictures at SLI events.  If I see someone already taking p...