My ever lasting nightmare....
| ... | Jun 23, 12 @ 9:26pm |
| its my birthday today and i dont feel like celebrating anymore.
i had plans to party and hang out with family but i lost someome the day before. it seem like every year either a day or a week before we loose another family member and every year i remember and miss all of them. i just wish they were here so i could talk and see them again. To laugh and to hear their stories again hahaha... i miss them. |
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| A memory | Jun 22, 12 @ 6:57pm |
| lost one of my so os (grandmother in Hopi) today...
i wish i could of heard her stories... i remember going out to hopi to see a dance hanging out with family. i was mostly with the little ones pretending to fight and picking them up and spining them around and around hahaha just making them laugh... after the dance was over and the Kachinas went home we had no place to stay. so we went to my so os house that ive never seen since i was a baby. i hear her speek in Hopi but i didnt under stand what she was saying... but she was so happy to see us and was shocked to see me and my sister and my brother. she was so nice and was very active for her age but when i was there i felt like i was home and didnt wast to leave... a couple dancies later we stoped be again to visit my so os she welcomed us with open arms and a loving smile. i was glad we had stoped by we talked and talked about what was all going on in our lives and after diner we all said good nite and me and my dad had to sleep in the truck hahaha i just wish i could of gotten to know her better but its a memory i will keep forever she will be missed. |
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| (Untitled.) | Feb 9, 10 @ 12:27am |
| Love can be kind, but it can be cruel
It can mess with your mind And make you feel like a fool. It can break your heart And make you cry. And there will be times You want to die. Love can make you do some crazy things One moment you’ll find yourself Standing out on a limb. Losing your balance Only to find No one is around to catch you As you fall from behind. Love can be evil. Love can be wrong Love is not always simple But it’s always strong. How it controls you Is a question indeed Because there are times I feel like I will never be free. Love can be prison. Love can be blind How it messes you up And takes over your mind. Until you can’t think of anyone else It’s their smile you see Their happiness you feel How it drives you crazy How you wish it wasn’t real. Love can be silly. Love can be cute It can make you giggle Sound like a flute. Melodious and peaceful As it dances on your heart Makes you giddy Right from the start. Love can be everything or nothing at all It can be a slow smile An invitation to a ball. The happiness you feel Or the sadness it caused Love may be fair Or it may be lost. Love can be somewhere in a moment so quick Just a blink of the eye And you’re feeling sick As the butterflies tumble Into your stomach with care That’s what love is It’s in the air. |
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| Fear | Jan 13, 10 @ 1:13pm |
| There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad Humanity may assume the semblance of a Hell -- but the imagination of man is no Carathis, to explore with impunity its every cavern. Alas! the grim legion of sepulchral terrors cannot be regarded as altogether fanciful -- but, like the Demons in whose company Afrasiab made his voyage down the Oxus, they must sleep, or they will devour us -- they must be suffered to slumber, or we perish. | |
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| (Untitled.) | Dec 15, 09 @ 2:23am |
| the fear of falling asleep...
not knowing if I’ll ever wake... the horrific screaming... the yelling of fallen friends... why??? why does my dreams haunt me so... these dreams replay the moments I’ve tried so hard to lock away... with each night I sleep and dream it gets harder and harder for me to wake... I toss and turn and yell and scream.... hoping that someone will wake me... from my horrific dream... i fear the night yet i love it so... but why - oh why - do thee curse me... what have I done??? why must I relive what almost killed me??? Why must I continue to suffer... haven’t I felt enough pain.... AwWWWwwwwwWwwWWW!!!!!!! (I wake) And yet I Love the NIGHT. |
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