~What my cold heart feels~

~"Thus shall ye think of all this fleeting world; like a star at dawn a bubble in a stream a flash of lightning in a summer cloud a flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream."

~All our history within us hides, In uncertain truths and willing lies. Precious memories stored side by side.. In an endless tirade of life's painful tide


~Sometimes i feel as if i want to give up,want to break down...it is the hope that tomrrow may be better that forces me to get up each morning...




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~Cold as Fire~

~Memory is a selection of images Some illusive, other printed indelibly on the brain. Each image is like thread, Each thread woven together to make a tapestry of intricate texture, And the tapestry tells a story, and the story is our past.

~Things i live by...~

~Count your garden by the flowers, never by the leaves that fall. Count your days by garden hours, don't remember clouds at all. Count your nights by stars, not shadows. Count your years with smiles, not tears. Count your blessing, not your troubles. Count your age by friends, not by years

~There was a very cautious man Who never laughed or played.
He never risked, he never tried, He never sang or prayed.
And when he one day passed away, His insurance was denied.
For since he never really lived, They claimed he never died.

LayOut by:~Lalala~
~Never let your light shine out~


~Now i walk without a heart,
Because years ago i tore is apart...~


If I fall along the way
Pick me up and dust me off
And if I get too tired to make it
Be my breath so I can walk

If I need some other love
Give me more than I can stand
And when my smile gets old and faded
Wait around I'll smile again



Thursday, January 05, 2006

~I have so many around me
But no one knows my name
If i left they would case me
But its like i never came~
Thursday, January 05, 2006


Tuesday, September 06, 2005

One tear for love, the young woman thought, for it is a thing I can’t see. It pierces my side, feels around for my heart, but it is invisible to me.
One tear for despair, a friend of mine, who speaks to me in the haze. Its voice is a cackle, laughing like fire, a fire that burns me through all of my days.
One tear for saints, the unshakable souls that glow against the gray. I see them in dreams that end much too soon, before I think of words to say.
One tear for sinners, the tempted I meet, the ones whose hands I have shook. They kiss with black lips and love through their bleeding. They search for the souls that somebody took.
One tear for sunshine, the embrace of the morn, a lofty, gold melody. I’ve painted its color but never its passion, an untouchable reverie.
One tear for rain, a cold, wasted prayer that hits the ground only to cease. I’ve felt its slap upon my brow, exploding with icy release.
One tear for heaven, a refugee’s citadel, built from a thousand good deeds. I never did see it when I gazed at the sky, only good people, heaven’s own seeds.
One tear for hell, the final disaster, a place that I see at times. I can hear the sorrow pouring from its dark streets, the screams of which punishment rhymes.
One tear for me, a lost, confused body waiting for the return of my soul. I feel nothing but the weakness outside me; I want nothing but to feel I am whole.
Two tears for you, whoever you are. I can see you dancing in the sun. You dance like Gypsy, and maybe you are. Your body and soul move as one.
The young woman sat at the edge of the world and saw the world’s greatest beyond. It called out her name but she never did hear it. She felt winds of hope and started to fear it. She cried one more tear, a tear with no name. She thought of her past and tasted her shame. Trapped and alone, she cried into the sand, never feeling the presence that wrapped ‘round her hand.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005


Sunday, April 24, 2005

My moment here
But a glint,A smudge
A carpenter's mark,
A firefly lurching
Through the dark.
Sunday, April 24, 2005


Wednesday, February 23, 2005

When I see you smile
It feels like I'm falling
It's not for anybody else to know
The way your face could light the bitter dark of every street
In every town I'll ever go
It's not for anybody else to know
For anybody else to know
When I see you smile

First thing in the morning
It raises curtains on your lazy eyes
Could it be that you and I have the greatest love to ever be
How could this have ever been before?
It's not for anybody else to know
For anybody else to know
When Friday night arrives
We'll let it pass outside the door
This is not for anybody else
Anybody else to know......
Wednesday, February 23, 2005


Tuesday, February 22, 2005

I was once told only in dreams
Do dreams come true.
But I'm to tell, here and now,
Your dreams are up to you.
Like "The Rose",we may pass through life
"Not Understood".And maybe we won't
Tuesday, February 22, 2005


Sunday, November 14, 2004

I haven't blogged in ages...but i'm goin to start again.SO many things have changed...so so many...i've gotten in trouble,got out of it.Got drunk so many times...got stoned,crashed a car. Met someone new..lost someone old.Jus tired now...no one distub me plz.

Even though i come so far,still got so far to go.
any time now i'd explode.

Sunday, November 14, 2004


Thursday, April 15, 2004

stone heart
Heart of Stone


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Thursday, April 15, 2004


Saturday, April 10, 2004

Circling your head contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth I got a doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out.
Saturday, April 10, 2004


Sunday, April 04, 2004

sleepwalking through the summer rain
in the tired spaces
you could hear her name

when she was warm and tender and you
pulled her arms around you
there was nothing but her
love and affection she was
crazy for you now she's
part of something that you lost


Sunday, April 04, 2004


Monday, March 15, 2004

Whats the use of living if you can't enter the light
Whats the use of dying if you only stay in the night.
Monday, March 15, 2004