Friday, 29. August 2008, 02:49:44
So, I'm looking all around me, and there are all these people that seem to have motivation and hope (even if a little) in what they are doing. Just small things like going to the store, school, or driving to work...they live like there is at least something to look forward to after the mundane stuff. I on the other hand am just like "What's the freaking point?"...I can't see a reason to do anything anymore, even go to the store.
Sunday, 17. August 2008, 23:21:37
I am unbelievably sick of this major. This is not where I am supposed to be. I've wasted so much money, and will waste too much more if I try a different one. I'm stuck. This is a terrible feeling. I hate it. I don't think I'm supposed to be alive. Can't I just get a little break???
Wednesday, 6. August 2008, 04:20:29
What is this life?
If no one can live
What are you doing?
What can you give?
This means nothing
A push and a shove
You can’t get over it
There’s no more love
And now you want it all
But what can you get?
No more caring
Not even a bit
What are we living for?
What are we living for?
The world is going one way
But if you turn around
It will eat you up
And spit you on the ground
Forget being yourself
Forget living life
You do what they say
You buy into the hype
Now you’ve become
What you wanted to avoid
And now you’re only soul
Has been destroyed
What are we living for?
What are we living for?
You want to give up
You want it to end
You wish to live
What you intend
But now you’re lying
On the ground
Hoping that someone
Will come around
As you take your last breath
You look back at it all
If you had done it different
You’d burst right through those walls
What are we living for?
What are we living for?
Tuesday, 5. August 2008, 15:41:00
Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!
Monday, 30. June 2008, 05:17:07
I’m hanging on to the end
After a one footed jump
Such a tempting getaway
My escape fell short
I need time re-winded
After losing the world
Rising time flies
And I’m on a bridge to nowhere
You know they say
There is no taking it back
Is this it?
Remaining hope is crashing down
It is loosely fit
I need to make it up
No more losing it
Vision is seeing that which can’t be seen
I say I can do it, do you believe me?
You say you do, but do you really??
Friday, 27. June 2008, 17:35:24
So, I was eating lunch today and noticed a reflection in my spoon...
Wonder if it means something.
Wednesday, 28. May 2008, 21:00:39
I'm SICK of thinking about things. One minute I think I can do it, the next I can't. This up and down is making me go crazy. ATM, I don't think I can do it...what can I possibly do with this life?? Seriously, the only thing that is keeping me from ending it all is the thought of what it would do to the people that love me. That is it, if that were to disappear...it would be over in a heartbeat.
Saturday, 12. April 2008, 07:53:01
In times of crisis, what I turn to is essentially my god. It is my coping mechanism, it is my
escape. It is what gets me through, for the time being. Why can't my god be God? Why does it have to be something so temporary? Why can't I look beyond the moment, and see the future? Just a few measly minutes ahead, I could see that what I have chosen to turn to, will only mask the pain for a short while. Why is it so easy for me to go to something that could be a mile away, when God is standing right by my side? I have complicated the reach of my Lord. I have made it seem so inconceivable that Jesus can get me through anything. I may know deep down that He is there, but knowing is not believing. Where has the faith gone? Where is the trust? It is drowned out by doubt. Petty, worthless doubt. Only when strength defeats weakness, will I know what to do. My fear as my uniqueness will pull me through.
Wednesday, 9. April 2008, 05:18:27
These walls that surround me
They are my false security
Built by me, and only me
I have anxiously put them there
Hoping to avoid my reality
For me to live, they must fall
But when they are gone, misery attacks
Pushing me farther and farther back
What if there were no walls?
Saturday, 5. April 2008, 08:09:37
Tears of blood
They trickle down
After they've killed
Fall to the ground
They grab a heart
Suspend the beat
They cut you out
And take your feet
Look out for them
Do watch and stare
For what you are
They do not care
These tears of blood
I cannot see
These tears of blood
Are killing me
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