Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Wandering fools... How I wonder
Wallowing in nostalgia can really be a beautiful thing. Sometimes we let people slip from our thoughts, who once meant the world to us. Then, all of a sudden beautiful memories are resurrected and this euphoric sensation just takes over and you are reminded that the best things in life aren't meant to be recreated. You fall in love all over again. You look at how much growth has taken place. And then you take a breath... a deep breath... and realize you couldn't be who you are without having had such experiences. I am so grateful for the many wonders I have invited into my life. Right now, I dedicate it to you. To you, the wanderer, the explorer, the philosopher, the foolishly brilliant teacher, I know you can hear me. Because of you, I love the way I do, I think, speak and dream in such a manner, and I sing. I sing of all your wonders and dream, with such beauty, I dream...
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Black Holes and Cigarettes
In this present state of being,
Can't be certain what I'm seeing
Road blocks up ahead, the sky is crying
Summer's dead.
Once a pool of vanity
Now a black hole for your sanity.
No regard for wrong or right
Nothing's worth a passionate fight.
The smell of cigarettes coincide,
With the torment of regret
Watch your step, kid.
There are miles below you.
Drop your anchor where they can't expose you.
A witness can only bend the truth.
Hold on tight to what's left of your youth.
Can't be certain what I'm seeing
Road blocks up ahead, the sky is crying
Summer's dead.
Once a pool of vanity
Now a black hole for your sanity.
No regard for wrong or right
Nothing's worth a passionate fight.
The smell of cigarettes coincide,
With the torment of regret
Watch your step, kid.
There are miles below you.
Drop your anchor where they can't expose you.
A witness can only bend the truth.
Hold on tight to what's left of your youth.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Jump in! The water's fine?
Here I go.
Delving into a part of me I abandoned a while back.
Trying to figure things out.
Trying to cure insomnia.
Trying... maybe just trying too much.
Instead of ranting or self-loathing and what not, this is more of me dipping my feet in. Waiting until the waters temperatures match that of my body... just slowly sinking in. Sinking in (God willing) to a brand new semester, filled with many more adventures of the body and mind. Hopefully in keeping with this I will keep myself more aware of what my own status of being really is, and I can have a better grasp on who it is I am to become.
Delving into a part of me I abandoned a while back.
Trying to figure things out.
Trying to cure insomnia.
Trying... maybe just trying too much.
Instead of ranting or self-loathing and what not, this is more of me dipping my feet in. Waiting until the waters temperatures match that of my body... just slowly sinking in. Sinking in (God willing) to a brand new semester, filled with many more adventures of the body and mind. Hopefully in keeping with this I will keep myself more aware of what my own status of being really is, and I can have a better grasp on who it is I am to become.
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