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Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Never

I can never explain to you why sometimes I'm quite, why sometimes there's no words to say and I seem distant. But you can listen to the dial tone one more time and see that image burned in your head just one more time and maybe then you'll start to understand why sometimes I'm quite. Maybe you can bounce around from friends to friends, just attempting to find someone who will stay. Maybe if you hold all my shattered remains and read each story, each individual piece holds, you'll see why I can never explain why sometimes I just walk away. If you look into my eyes, you will see all the past loves and lies and the hurt would not seem so distant. Maybe all of that would be too much to understand though because you are not broken. You have not fought to remain walking towards the light. You will never know, no matter how much you try. . .

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Life Storm

"Don't kiss me if your afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.
-Anita krizzan
I want to hide away from the warm feeling. Your smile is dazzling but my lighting is devastating. Good things never last long and sane people always walk away.
They say time can heal a broken heart but it can also break a waiting heart. So what if I'm a broken girl waiting for someone to stay.. Can I shattered more than I already have? Can so much normalcy and goodness shattered what's left of my heart? Can a person really pick themselves up from devastation or do they just remain stuck in misery?
"How do you run from what's inside your head?"
I could write a novel pondering this very question. If my monster is in my mind, how do I defeat him? In a world where angels crave chaos and demons seek peace, how do we survive? When our vices become vipers, how do we stand back up? When the blood is pouring out like the showers during a thunderstorm, can you bear to stay?
Please don't kiss me like that if your afraid of thunder. This storm is quite a life.