On-the-go-poetry entry #17
"Solely" fell into the depths only to emerge anew my strength my rebirth lies alone with you.
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On-the-go poetry entry #15
"Who?" The only one you can count on The only one you can trust The only one you can The only one you The only one The only Y O U
Windex and empathy
You know, little organic moments in life have a very real way of resonating with me. A passing moment in life that most people toss away without a second-thought permeate through me deeply. As a matter of fact, a mere thirty minutes ago, two boys approached me in the parking lot of my local Walmart that got me thinking...
I'm done.
Delete me. In a world of liars, phonies, and half truths, I'd like to get real. To say that I'm fed up at this current point in my life would be a ghastly understatement... Not that anybody that even MIGHT be reading this really remotely gives a shit. Which, in a way, is good. Because, I've decided to shut most of you out of my life in many ways.
Late night thoughts, the monotony, and the future
For this entry, I figured I'd write out some of the life questions I've struggled with. This is one is for those late-night over-thinkers like me who go from hanging up with a loved one to rethinking your entire existence and current life situation. It sucks, but it happens to everyone, in some capacity. In order to deal with these episodes (that I've had my whole life, mind you), I'm going to attempt to explain the most common late-night thoughts that plague me, and how I attempt to talk myself through them... Especially at the least opportune time, usually around two in the morning, especially when tomorrow is going to be an early day at work!