You must remember.
Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts,
that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

oh noise floor



"It's a sweet smile
and then a denial.
Hey, you are just trying to be nice.
But there is a meaning
to every fleeting
action you unconsciously decide.

The clocks they chime.
Now it's time."

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

fuck this shit

What I want to do
&
what I think I should do,

are both on completely different ends.





help
me.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

All it takes

is one little pull,
and everything
slowly falls
apart.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

day:ONE

My ribcage is caving in on itself.
The air surrounding me
chills right through me,
every single inhale.
I am collapsing.
F

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l


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n


g

apart,
piece by piece,
layer by layer,
until I'm completely undone.
and then here I will be,
trapped in a
dim
dim
d a r k
empty place.
I will be in a state further away,
recognizing my mind with ballpoint ink.





Day one reminder:

Don't
forget to smile.