To You - My love
You, the first day I saw you, I didn't think we would be so much in love. You, the first time we talked I didn't think we would share so much in common. You, the first time we kissed I didn't think it would be my last first kiss. You, you have become my world, an extension of my body and soul, to harm you would be to harm myself.
Sincerely Me
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January 30, 2008
October 28, 2007
Falling
Cold. It's all he can feel. His hands, like a metal claw, grabs onto the ice pick. His feet, slowly making their way towards the top. He tries to breathe in air, but finds frosted needles. His lungs like the four seasons, summer soon followed by winter. His body detested him and vise versa. He curses silently - is this the end for him? Another stab into the sheet of ice with his foot, it's loose! He hangs for a moment. He looks down, the loose ice sheet free from it's siblings - falling into the dark clouds below. He has to live on! He readjusts himself into a safer position. He takes a breather. His eyes, heavy from lack of sleep, his muscles wept from the intensity. He reaches into is jacket - a picture of his family. A warm feeling comes through wave after wave - he feels stronger now. He pulls out the ice pick and stabs it in once more - somethings not right, the ice cracks. He falls.
His muscles flinched, they panicked at the thought of free fall. His bladder, at its limit. His eyes almost unable to stay in his eye sockets. His stomach rises up to his lungs. He screams as he descends. "This is surely the end," he says to himself, "Wife, kids, world, I wish I were kinder to you all." A ray of light pierces the thick dark fog that is the uncomfortable, empty bed. His screams stop, he has accepted his defeat. All he awaits now is death. He expected it to be shorter, but these last moments of his life seemed very long. What's this? A hand reaches through the dark fog. He strains himself to reach it. He is so close, just an inch away. Half an inch, quarter. Contact!
He opens his eyes to see he solid ice sheet sliding in front of him, is he soaring upwards? No. He looks left, a static image, right, the same. He regains some sensation in his metal claw, what's this? A tight grip. He looks up to see a friendly face, his saviour, smiling down at him.
Thanks friend.
His muscles flinched, they panicked at the thought of free fall. His bladder, at its limit. His eyes almost unable to stay in his eye sockets. His stomach rises up to his lungs. He screams as he descends. "This is surely the end," he says to himself, "Wife, kids, world, I wish I were kinder to you all." A ray of light pierces the thick dark fog that is the uncomfortable, empty bed. His screams stop, he has accepted his defeat. All he awaits now is death. He expected it to be shorter, but these last moments of his life seemed very long. What's this? A hand reaches through the dark fog. He strains himself to reach it. He is so close, just an inch away. Half an inch, quarter. Contact!
He opens his eyes to see he solid ice sheet sliding in front of him, is he soaring upwards? No. He looks left, a static image, right, the same. He regains some sensation in his metal claw, what's this? A tight grip. He looks up to see a friendly face, his saviour, smiling down at him.
Thanks friend.
September 13, 2007
What is up with that?
Regarding the poem "Why..."
Hummm... sat and read that like three times and started to felt kinda emotional. What the hell!!!? Those are the words that went through my head as I started to feel a little sad on the inside.
For those of you who do not know the underlaying meaning behind it. I'll shed some light
First of all. Have you highlighted the entire poem?
Second of all. It is NOT copied from anywhere (that i know of - cause i constructed it manually)
Third of all. I was not in a depressed state of mind or had anything on my mind when I began to write this, so I am thereby NOT CUTTING MYSELF OR ANYTHING. I just started with a "Why..." and it just went on.
Here we go
The point to this poem is that it shows a typical relationship. Basically it's about a relationship that dies because of one thing, communication. Very important. Why is it blacked out? The white part indicates the - one sided-ness of the relationship. When the black part is revealed, it shows the other part of the relationship that was not communicated across (hence the "fade out"). The "chorus" is just there as a divider and a time skip of the relationship.
The second part is the destabilization of the relationship, where one side is confused about what the other side wants.
Third part shows complete destruction and separation of the relationship, it's portrayed by just a massive amount of questions and confusion from both sides. And then they break up. But still... one side still loves on.
Hummm... sat and read that like three times and started to felt kinda emotional. What the hell!!!? Those are the words that went through my head as I started to feel a little sad on the inside.
For those of you who do not know the underlaying meaning behind it. I'll shed some light
First of all. Have you highlighted the entire poem?
Second of all. It is NOT copied from anywhere (that i know of - cause i constructed it manually)
Third of all. I was not in a depressed state of mind or had anything on my mind when I began to write this, so I am thereby NOT CUTTING MYSELF OR ANYTHING. I just started with a "Why..." and it just went on.
Here we go
The point to this poem is that it shows a typical relationship. Basically it's about a relationship that dies because of one thing, communication. Very important. Why is it blacked out? The white part indicates the - one sided-ness of the relationship. When the black part is revealed, it shows the other part of the relationship that was not communicated across (hence the "fade out"). The "chorus" is just there as a divider and a time skip of the relationship.
The second part is the destabilization of the relationship, where one side is confused about what the other side wants.
Third part shows complete destruction and separation of the relationship, it's portrayed by just a massive amount of questions and confusion from both sides. And then they break up. But still... one side still loves on.
September 12, 2007
Why...
Why must you...
Why must you walk up to me?
To talk to you
Why must you say hi to me?To flirt with you
Why must you flirt with me?To lead you on
Why must you lead me on?To like you
Why must you like me?Because I do
Why must you hold my hands?To feel your hands
Why must you kiss me?To feel your lips
Why must you touch me?To feel your skin
Why must you spend time with me?To learn about you
Why must you love me?Because I do
Why?
Why oh why?
Why must you not spend time with me?Why oh why?
Because I want you to spend time with me
Why must you not look at me?Because I want you to look at me
Why must you not comfort me?Because I want you to comfort me
Why must you not hold me?Because I want you to hold me
Why must you not talk to me?Because I want you to talk to me
Why must you not sweet talk me?Because I want you to sweet talk me
Why?
Why oh why?
Why must you confuse me?Why oh why?
Why must you confuse me?
Why must you mislead me?Why must you mislead me?
Why must you lie to me?Why must you lie to me?
Why must you yell at me?Why must you yell at me?
Why must you reject me?Why must you reject me?
Why must you hate me?Why must you hate me?
Why must you leave me?Why must you leave me?
Why?
Why oh why?
Because I love you too much~~September 4, 2007
High Definition
Everyone has their own group photo. With them being in the center of it, and people that they are close to around them, and so on. From your parents, extended families, to your friends, your co-workers... all in this massive group photo. But it's not the amount of people you know that matters the most in this photo shoot. It's about definition.
What does it mean to be defined? A picture can be a blur, or it could be sharp. It's basically how much you know about them. The more you know about them, the more colour they will have, the more defined they will be.
What will your group photo be? A massive blur, or in high definition. It's up to you.
What does it mean to be defined? A picture can be a blur, or it could be sharp. It's basically how much you know about them. The more you know about them, the more colour they will have, the more defined they will be.
What will your group photo be? A massive blur, or in high definition. It's up to you.
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