So I finished getting all those quotes for my report. Sigh.. Today I might be working and then going to the Theatre North Annual Meeting. Then the week goes on...
Vexation,
Depression,
Regression,
Submission
Infliction,
Conviction,
Ambition,
Condition,
Tradition,
Volition,
Intuition,
Demolition,
.....Rebirth....
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Forever Held By Dour Hands
I am now sitting here working on my oral presentation for English class. I basically have to reread The Grapes of Wrath and I am guessing it is going to take me all day, and I can't do it later because of the million other things I have to do. I really shouldn't be even blogging, but I need to write and release some stress before I can more on.
It flows through my veins,
this feeling of doom,
that all will be taken,
from hands derived from gloom,
These dour hands,
I have embraced in a handshake,
now I would never touch them,
For my own sake,
I feel as if I tell you the truth,
an obvious statement,
that I want you out of my life,
All hell will hit the pavement,
you would take away my friends,
companions and people I love,
by twisting my words,
using your hands in "lying" gloves,
You will make me the villain,
disguising the rogue you are,
I will then be alone,
with a deep, vicious, scar,
So I don't tell you to go,
and you stay in my life,
cause me still pain,
giving me anger and strife,
you may have seemed to change to some,
and I commend you for trying,
but deep down in your selfish heart,
I know you are lying,
So either I lose some I love,
or I keep you forever,
with all your foolish games,
for infinity they will sever,
deep into my sanity,
till all that's left is wrath,
I know I am better than anger,
I have to on my behalf,
Chained to the waist with you,
along with the shackles of school,
I now sit on my computer chair,
remembering how I was a fool,
please don't hate my judgment,
and you don't have to agree,
I need to be free of those hands,
in order to start to become free.....
...............................................and live my life just being me.
I needed to get that out, in order to be free.
It flows through my veins,
this feeling of doom,
that all will be taken,
from hands derived from gloom,
These dour hands,
I have embraced in a handshake,
now I would never touch them,
For my own sake,
I feel as if I tell you the truth,
an obvious statement,
that I want you out of my life,
All hell will hit the pavement,
you would take away my friends,
companions and people I love,
by twisting my words,
using your hands in "lying" gloves,
You will make me the villain,
disguising the rogue you are,
I will then be alone,
with a deep, vicious, scar,
So I don't tell you to go,
and you stay in my life,
cause me still pain,
giving me anger and strife,
you may have seemed to change to some,
and I commend you for trying,
but deep down in your selfish heart,
I know you are lying,
So either I lose some I love,
or I keep you forever,
with all your foolish games,
for infinity they will sever,
deep into my sanity,
till all that's left is wrath,
I know I am better than anger,
I have to on my behalf,
Chained to the waist with you,
along with the shackles of school,
I now sit on my computer chair,
remembering how I was a fool,
please don't hate my judgment,
and you don't have to agree,
I need to be free of those hands,
in order to start to become free.....
...............................................and live my life just being me.
I needed to get that out, in order to be free.
Monday, September 18, 2006
Only Reason
Sorry I have not blogged in a while. I have been extremely busy with school, what else is new...
You only live when you give,
you only sigh when you cry,
you only hope when in doubt,
you say hello and then goodbye,
you only dream when in desolate,
you only wish when your lacking,
you only smile when your happy,
you only sing when your longing,
you only dance where a beat is,
you only laugh when your having fun,
you only shiver in the cold,
you only sweat in the sun,
We all have a reason,
to do certain things,
I love only when
love wants to sing
You only live when you give,
you only sigh when you cry,
you only hope when in doubt,
you say hello and then goodbye,
you only dream when in desolate,
you only wish when your lacking,
you only smile when your happy,
you only sing when your longing,
you only dance where a beat is,
you only laugh when your having fun,
you only shiver in the cold,
you only sweat in the sun,
We all have a reason,
to do certain things,
I love only when
love wants to sing
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Fall
As I watch on this jetty,
on the lake where you can see two fantasies,
The wind of Fall seems to blow Summer away,
and now the air is crisp, yet harsh,
and the summer was warm, yet tough,
I look apon my life with wonder,
and I inquiry myself,
"Why is it that people overlook the world around them when it is so sublime?"
"How can people feel all alone in this beauty?"
and my last question,
"When will I feel a season of true mystic, euphoria?"
The wind of Fall seemed to blow Summer away,
and with it something inside me, yet Fall maybe filled it up.
on the lake where you can see two fantasies,
The wind of Fall seems to blow Summer away,
and now the air is crisp, yet harsh,
and the summer was warm, yet tough,
I look apon my life with wonder,
and I inquiry myself,
"Why is it that people overlook the world around them when it is so sublime?"
"How can people feel all alone in this beauty?"
and my last question,
"When will I feel a season of true mystic, euphoria?"
The wind of Fall seemed to blow Summer away,
and with it something inside me, yet Fall maybe filled it up.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Drink
Last night I went to my cousin's wedding at the Bethel Inn. It was an night to remember, believe me. I am going to write poetry now; I am now at my aunt's house "dog-sitting".
Bliss and joy,
a celerbration today,
everyone is watching,
the bride and the groom,
with a little annoy,
my inner feelings stay,
everyone starts drinking,
all around the room,
The music stars a rhythm,
that people sway to in their core,
not knowing the caliber,
of what they are doing to themselves,
alcohol flowing in them,
they crave for more and more,
the high they are chasing is Excaliber,
What are we doing to ourselves?
Glasses fall on the dance floor,
people fight in a state of confusion,
everyone is stubbing around,
awaiting their final fall,
everyone thinks their hardcore,
I think they're fools in an illusion,
turning kids more mature than adults; sound,
the sound off them starting to fall...
....
..and everyone has another drink.
Bliss and joy,
a celerbration today,
everyone is watching,
the bride and the groom,
with a little annoy,
my inner feelings stay,
everyone starts drinking,
all around the room,
The music stars a rhythm,
that people sway to in their core,
not knowing the caliber,
of what they are doing to themselves,
alcohol flowing in them,
they crave for more and more,
the high they are chasing is Excaliber,
What are we doing to ourselves?
Glasses fall on the dance floor,
people fight in a state of confusion,
everyone is stubbing around,
awaiting their final fall,
everyone thinks their hardcore,
I think they're fools in an illusion,
turning kids more mature than adults; sound,
the sound off them starting to fall...
....
..and everyone has another drink.
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