nonsensical

western footsteps burn into the earth

your back is a rocks shadow

velvet fingers slide on skin

clocks with loyal doorknobs wont let you in

 

kick them down

let them go

burn it all

keep your cool

 

youre not you nor anyone else

the years have passed and you have faded into your own skin

we’ve come a long way

i know all of you yet nothing at  the same time

and i hate you for it even though Im the very same.

 

i could walk on clouds and emit rays of light

i could do anything you wanted me to

i can make a world out of nothing

I can end the world in a moment

I can get inside your mind and see your future

I can feel what youre doing from across the world

 

in your dreams and in your mind

you let me in but you dont know Im there

I dont have to try, I just do

 

So lets walk on the side of our dreams

dipping our feet into the murky thoughts

relishing in the secrets that our minds keep from us

watching neglected wants die alone and rot

étrange

Today. Today was…. weird. Honestly, it was one of the strangest days Ive had in a long time.
Ive been seeing things lately, out of the corner of my eye. Shadows, air. Things like that.
And today, this phenomena continued. Not complaining though.

The general “feel” of today was strange too, however. As I went though my day, I could feel it. Like a new kind of air had replaced what we were used to. And here we are, breathing it in, wondering what it is that is different about our surroundings, unable to pinpoint on just what it is. Air possession…Is mother nature on holiday?…. dontmindme

The strangest thing though, is that today, when looked at objectively, appears to be normal. I cant write the air though. So you’ll just have to imagine that its there. Or just take my word.

I went through my typical Thursday errands and tasks. Things carried out just fine. The morning passed typically. Bank at 9am, (didnt have work this morning) then back to my home to clean, watch something, read, waste away, etc…
Then out I went for the afternoon, first getting my little sister, then dropping her off.
Then to the cafe for something to keep me awake and warm at the same time. The lattes I got were phenomenal, contrary to how they are every god damn time I get them. I did a spot of studying while crashing at the office I go to for a few hours on Thursdays (I drop my sister off for after school activities some off 40 mins away from my house, then muck about for 3 hours. Office is the best way to not spend they money I dont have)

I looked into things I learned ages ago while I was still at college, and read up on them. Refreshing my memory I guess. I honestly cant wait to get back in and finish. It seems odd to say ,cos Im not a fan of what I’m studying at all, but I think I just want to finish already. Have it buried and done. The loan debt will remain for… ever, but at least I’ll have what I need to get hired. I really regret going to college in the first place. Or at least, the college I was going to. I met some great people there, so I cant regret all of it. But I do wish I had gone to Art college instead. Against my parents wishes. I dont care if ‘artists dont get jobs’ . I just want to be happy. And wait, fuck, artists dont get jobs? Watch me. Had I gone down that path, I would have made a name for myself. I want to be the best, as unhealthy and silly as that sounds. But its true. Im very competitive. I like winning. #kanyeshrug

Anyway, back to today (yesterday at this point in time)…

The evening carried on from there. I found out about some work mates of mine who were fired today. Its unfortunate, but in all honesty, they were caught goofing off. On camera. Several times…. over the span of several months. I work my arse off, and Ive watched as coworkers slack, and I just physically cannot do that cos of ADD work ethic. Nevertheless, it feels shitty to work hard and earn the same as someone who doesn’t work at all.
So, I patted their back, so to speak, and told them to get back on the horse, then proceeded to wiggle myself out of the conversation cos I eventually lost interest. (ADD :/)

Then, some twitter madness emerged, which honestly left me very happy. Its silly, but it made me happy. Still does right now cos I bloody love the men involved. Theyre the sunshine in the night, so to speak. It was a brilliant way to top off the night, and very strange day. (Really, you haven’t the slightest clue as to how happy that made me)

Still chuffed, I walked my dog. I’m blessed with a dark neighbourhood, so I can see every star in the sky. If you know me… You know that I love the stars just as much as I love anything. I love them like theyre my family. In a way, I feel like they are. I sound insane, but I dont quite give a fuck. I look up at the stars, and I feel home. I feel good. I feel… right.
You know… Every year, every Christmas for as long as my tiny little mind can remember, I would ask Santa for a telescope. A good one. One that I could see anything with.
And every year, I got anything but.
This year…. Same. Even with my incredible debt, I would have rathered a high powered telescope. Give me happiness, fuck the debt. That’ll be there no matter what.

Anyway. … Theres me day….? Its fucking jumbled up inside a word salad and I want to edit it and make it flow better, but the truth is… Its 1.30 in the morning. I think im lucky to even be coherent .

night xx

Alright?

I’m making a promise to myself (and anyone whos bored enough to read this) that I will keep this blog updated this year.
Along with this, I’m writing out my new year’s resolutions.

-Pay my bills
-For the time being, move up in my current positions at my current jobs
-Finish writing my books
-Fully illustrate my books
-Finish college for good
-Then leave my current jobs and finally land one resembling a grown up’s career
-Grow up a bit
-Get clean
-Drink less
-Work harder

There we go. Its the new year, so it’ll be a new me to match.
Its a lot to accomplish, but after nearly accomplishing nothing in 2010, apart from turning into a freak of nature and developing a mighty sense of self loathing after ruining myself, I’ve got a lot to make up for.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry.

I love you very much. I don’t know if I can be forgiven. I don’t know if I should be. But I do love you, and I wish I could change things back. But the fact is, I can’t. I can only change my future. And I hope you are still part of it. But I can understand if you choose not to be.
x x

From Beyond

The fingers are all counted for
He’s quite far off but always still close by
Your brain pulsates to the beats of the fists on the door
And your mind wanders off to retreat in your third eye…

The bridge is there, we can meet
No matter how far apart we are, I can still see you.
I see your dreams, I see your fears.
And I’ll return through and through.

I saw your creations before you made them
I saw your genius before it was made to life
I dreamed your heart spilled out on the canvas
I unknowingly appeared to you with the knife.

We stood in that room
Somewhere in your head
And I never wanted to leave
Unless to your bed.

We were as bare as the walls
But our minds were as vibrant as the floor
A mess of beauty that your hands created
The beautiful shambles that I foresaw.

This new voodoo we made has saved me
This new magic we conjured has changed me…

Look beneath the surface.

Theres something there. They’re not just words all jumbled together, keeping each other warm on a cold winters evening.
They mean something when put together.
This mind works differently than others, but that doesn’t mean no one should understand it.

Under Clouds

I believe that we all have darkness inside of us. Every last one of us.
When we are alone we are better aware of it. When we are alone we are who we truly are.
Desperate for solitude and attention at the same time. Needing love and needing the chance to reject it.
We are a curious race and after hundreds of thousands of years, we are no nearer to figuring out just what makes us all tick.
And we will never, for the rest of eternity, reach any conclusion or answer.
We will always be the undead hearts.

Jackpot

Ringing in your ears
But don’t tune this out
You’ll never know what you’ve won
If you don’t listen in.

You can bring this home tonight
You have been wishing for a new life
And once, for the first time
Luck was right by your side.

Baby hold on tight
The fire you started is getting hot
Look deep, feel the bright
You just hit the jackpot.

We used to watch through windows
We had the greatest view
Now you live what you watched
Knowing what you never knew.

So how does it feel?
Is it everything you could ever want?
Oh, just ignore that feeling in your heart
Thats just your past life’s chosen haunt.

Baby hold on tight
The fire you’re living is getting hot
Look deep, feel the bright
You just hit the jackpot.

Close your eyes, hold them tight
Your winnings are just far too hot
You thought you were stepping into the light
But its changing into something its not.

You should have watched your wishes
You should have kept them all in check
You didn’t know that when you hit the gold
You would lose more that you would get.

Let it go, just let it go
You never knew that you would know
That the life you wanted isn’t what it seems
All that time spent inside your own dreams
Empires rose and fell as your thoughts teemed
Nightmares are becoming what you though were dreams
The life you lived, it was so hard for you
You drowned in the wishes that you had wanted to come true
They all were realized
And there is nothing you can do
Your soul is locked
Eternaly separated from you.

Baby hold on tight
The fire you’re burning in is white hot
Your soul fought with all its might
Sold with a single thought
This new life promised new sight
What a shame… You hit that jackpot.

Like The Lost Lenore

It laid there with the aura of black around it
It would be a few days until they found it.
The clouds crowd to set the mood
The sun creeps through to highlight the earth’s food.
Oh, the spell of death was cast
oh, the victim was fondly taken
its life wasn’t built to last
it’s mere existence, forsaken.
The cold was nothing
but the colours were something
lost are the days
when, from sleep, it would raise
but we shant dwell
on heavan or hell
or every little sin
that we protect within.
The forever lost pride
disentegrated within her cold heart
her soul separated from her side
reluctant to depart.
And the lost of life wallow silently
wrapped in a blanket laced with eternal melancholy.

[4 June 2007]

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