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[11:16pm on 05/22/09] im having a hard time. a really hard time. no title yet..i literally just finished it Maybe it’s safe Maybe it’s safe to run from the sun it burns let me know when its my turn I'll jump In Haven’t had anything to eat My stomachs grumblin these thoughts tumblin Keeping me from sleep car shadows cruise along walls Drownin daggers of brawls Inner ear talks bout my sunrise beer Quit bankin on fused time entwined in thankin tweets of robins in specific heats Numbing sensation got me itchin, not switchin, dim the glitter, more fitter This pinch hitter in place branding the word replace for the lack of running base Mom still got those purple joints Conversations controlled by exclamation points, these days Been layin here since 805 now its 9 55 Chevy passin on ceilin too surrealin but its revealin high ways that got me in a daze Daddys near the stove top in the kitch screamin out about his sales pitch Don’t mean nothing but a bunch of gibberish Relayin distortion questions of abortion got my heart in contortion His lips still movin likes he’s an actor but he threw out the script screaming no way or my way Replyin with dead ends are one way Streets without the bend I cant pretend that this anxiety blend is goin to somehow fizzle down and mend I but I do intend on working on bitter ends if only you could comprehend I’ve heard the sun don’t shine forever but as long as its shining is it even possible to come together or should I forget about shining altogether? But honestly let me see I’d like to meet the one in charge of the bus stop mayhem propped up on our lawn whose responsible for early morn yawns Suited up standing soap box tall Preaching above all bout bottles of magic potion said to put mom back in motion Ive got blood in my mouth from the hole in my tongue that was causing the sensations of numb Ness that was mentioned before, I left out the part about being knocked out on the floor I'm having episodes of déjà vu and I don’t look good in black and blue But the celestial sphere does my memory is fuzzed But I know third degree burns still scar the skin of the sky I would have done anything to say goodbye It’s hard but not harder than I thought Distraught learning how hard I would have fought To keep you here now, now I’m left with the same old fear of Forever that feels so strong and I don’t think I can wait that long tell me why does this feel wrong? Maybe it’s safe Maybe it’s safe to run from the sun But that burn it don’t matter if it’s my turn Cause Im jumpin Im jumpin in Leavin behind the sound of trumpets or violins It’s not about lose or win It’s not about baring that grin It’s about learning to surpass all feeling and taste the light within ♥♥♥

[9:47pm on 11/21/05] yes sirr. friends only. its dipsett 1 ♥♥♥

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