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Friday, September 24, 2010

Some stuff from church

Friday, September 17, 2010

Hey There, Happiness:

Hey there, Happiness, I know I haven't seen you in a while.

Well, ya know, you always make my day brighter with your smile.

Oh the great time we've spent together... well, what time we had.

Though small pills of good, are better than large of bad.

Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...

So, now that I've beaten my circular bush.

Truly, I thought of the word crush.

Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...

I commonly find myself pondering that very thought.

Lord, I cling to your breast, for I've lost myself in my... well self...

What happens to a thought lost?

Is there a cost? Farewell farewell goodbye...

I'm so wasteful with the trash I fill and corrupt my mind with...

IT'S A LEECH INSIDE ME, LORD!

IT'S GOT ME.

I CAN'T SAVE ME.

Oh, but God, if faith is like a bread-crumb trail, I'm just as lost as I thought I was.

Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...

OH, HAPPINESS, DO YOU REMEMBER?! The last time we were together?

The joy we shared, even the sun, yes, brighter in that stormy whether.

Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...

You know? I think its because of you.

Yes! It's because of you this smile has found its way in my body, in to my soul.

You've shaken the foundation, in such a delicate fashion.

So for this, Happiness, I bid you...

Nice to speak at you, oh friend of old.

Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye.


Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Miss Spider:

IS THIS A FILM OVER MY EYES OR A FEAR OF WHAT'S BEHIND?! Cause I cant relieve the things weighing on my mind.

Frankly, Miss. Spider you don't realize the scars you've left within me.

I personally loved how we smiled when we were together then yelled when we weren't.

HA! "Is this a yes or no?" the question that was ever burnt through. As if the roaches needed more crumbs to tossel and chew.

And then, oh yes, you say i'm not sure. AHA! Miss. Spider you've done it again, and yes, my patience wears so ever thin.

One thing I always found wonderfully odd was the fact of forgotten prey.

No not thrown away, but left there for your secret, unknown, terribly annoying, twisted reason...

(i got a tad carried away there)

Yes, I do realize you may not have meant to poison me. But truthfully your "kiss of death" did in fact finish me.

No, there is not a chance for you and I, Miss. Spider, I won't be back.

Maybe, just maybe, you'll find another helpless fly... yet once again you'll hear it also cry.

I DON'T KNOW! why you choose to pry at the wounds as if it were the fly's fault your web is now wet....

But finally it was you who drenched yourself, in my heart you'll find theres no regret.

So now that i'm free, and the web is farther from me there is still a glaze that won't let me see.

Sadly not the kind you'd find atop something in a box inside black and white cars.

But this thing hindering me is the haunting memory of all that happened prior to these scars.

Oh, I pray this passes quickly, for my wings grow weary from fearful fleeing.

I suppose this is just yet another story of a broken fly.

This I hope you read before your final, ice-cold sigh.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

A Picture I Took At The Park Today haha

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

"Dear You,"- by Rob Spazy

Dear YOU,
Things that've been goin' on between you and me. You see. They're just quite possibly, the most wonderfully woven web I've ever seen.

We look through the toils, and mask all the troubles as we put on a smile like we cared for a while.

Yeah that's all it was. A while. No forward, no back, it was what it was, we'll say today. But hey, at least we had some fun on the way.

Long walks, sweet talks, every memory burning in red for all the words that were said.

Oh you say your sorry now. HA! After the embarrassment you put me through!? Nothing could pull me back to you...

Oh, but the smell of your perfume and the softness of your hair so elegant...

What am I thinking!? You did me wrong, there's no forgiving that. And with my best friend!? NAHH I'M NOT TAKING YOU BACK.

You stood there and asked "Why are you weeping?" and with all the strength I could muster I uttered "It's be cause of you! Can't you get the pain I'm feeling?" You know, that's what hurt the most. You didn't care.

After all, you said we'd last. I swear. Really!? That was the sentence of death for the life of our relationship. It's whole existence was a fraud. No it was perfect!... Well that's what I thought.

Oh, your conniving lies, so appealing to my eyes. But as your fingers once locked tight to mine.
My hatred clings a hold toward your addiction so fine. I guess this would be my final goodbye.