I Can Only Ever Be MeI had, and have, no intentions
Oh, Honey, Please...If you think I give a shit
The Life and Death of a Cosmic BloomI offer this feeble human gratitude:
Inner-Child: Protection at All CostsHer tiny hand held in mine, the plump baby flesh barely fitting into my own. Her palm was sweaty and warm, her fingers cold by contrast. We stood together as one, staring at the crowd of people before us. With an urgent tug from her, I tore my eyes from the group, my attentions turned solely on to her.
Don't Fall In Love With A Writer Just because they will bruise your neck with pearls of metaphors; and splash palettes of colours onto your chest with reckless waves and boundless twilight. They will smear ink onto your lips as you kiss them because that is how they leave hickeys. They are wildest in their 2 a.m. diary, and liveliest in book racks of novels; they have butterflies in every heartbeat and they breathe living poems. They leave trails in libraries and coffee shops like Hansel leaves crumbs in forest and they have undying lovers because every love story is ever living in their abyssal oceans of analogies and similes. They know every cliché like the sunset knows the moon rise, and every wound in their heart like blood in their veins. They are terrifying because they weave you in splinters of fires rolling down their cheeks. They are weird because they don't smile much but sometimes you could catch their smiles in poems or tales. They are psychotic b
Wander to nowhereA ghostly walk on the autumnal pavement
Even my own shadow is gleaming more
Than the empty shell of my body.
As I keep wandering, on this endless pit
Picky starving crows are looking down on me
The leftovers of my thoughts order me to die out.
This path of glory I've kept away from, it might be gone.
My dignity and pride, where have you fled?
I'm searching for the graveyard of redemption
Where my promises are all buried
Shot down by my deceit's gun.
Will you ever forgive me?
As I'm standing there, the icy silence blows ;
As time goes by, the ruthless mutism of yours
Reckons that time for forgiveness hasn't come yet.
Move only when you see an advantage and there is something to gain. Only fight if a position is critical. - Sun Tzu -</b>
Dare to Be!!!
"... no one ever got into trouble for not talking too much." - Perry Mason, "The Case of the Howling Dog"
Wink Wink Nudge Nudge
On the inside, I'm quite old.
My passion is getting the most out of every minute.
Favourite genre of music: Rock n Roll
Favourite style of art: Whatever moves me
MP3 player of choice: My PC
Skin of choice: My Own
Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny
Personal Quote: Make no judgment where you have no compassion. - Anne MacCaffery