honestly

my skull's skin-blanket
disguises no emotion
each one
shared and bared
full-grin or
low-chinned
as to cause no confusion
or discussion
of mood and emotion
despite
my "best-est" efforts
to communicate
or convince you
otherwise

don't give up
don't give up
don't give up
don't give up
don't give up

love rant

I was in love for a really long time. Or… I thought I was in love. Maybe I was, maybe I wasn’t. I’m sure if I asked the so-called experts on this subject, or bothered to read a woman’s magazine… I might have a definite answer. Right now, I’m not even sure if “love” exists.

Your guts are tied in knots. Your heart is racing. This happens every time.

I want to feel something different. I’m tired of the same start and finish. I’m tired of repeating motions and phrases. I want something new new new, and I want it now now now.

I’ve used up all my best lines. (All my best lines are stolen.)

I either feel everything or nothing. When I feel everything, nothing happens. When I feel nothing… well… that’s when things get complicated.

I don’t believe in traditional romance. Or rather, it doesn’t make me excited or feel special at all. What you see in movies, happens only in movies. What happens in real life, happens all the time.

I tend to fall for my friends because friends are easy to fall in love with. You can do anything with your friends. Relationships tend to follow the same formula every single time.

I get bored easy. Or rather, I like a lot of things.

I’m not typical. I’m not traditional. I’m not interested.

*sigh*

I’m hopelessly romantic and my cause is hopeless.

Romance and love are lost in me.

your court

it was easy
before
now it's a chore
you with nothing
to say
i go on about
nothing
pretend
or weekend
friend
born stubborn
even
the taurus in me
knows
when to give up

wake up!

she's
purpose sick
and found
lost in being
turning her
new whites
to grey
faking ant strong
and being
contantly crushed
by carried weight
her mouth
an emotional cannon
firing broadcasts
of a breakdown
without want
for worry or notice
just release
like ghost after death
to make it hurt less...

there are too many bullshit gurus on this planet.

we don't all experience life the same way.

we don't all communicate the same way.

what you think is not always the truth.

ask questions before assuming.

I get frustrated trying to find answers.

I guess I should just give up, as expected, as others always do.

your welcome is worn
when you can't wear
your woe well.