tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.comments2013-11-10T18:53:08.085-08:00화이팅 Laughing Is What Stands Between Death and Survival 화이팅 As I Lay Bleedinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-5105430562194719082013-11-03T01:13:21.845-07:002013-11-03T01:13:21.845-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-1544024491897677452013-10-18T01:53:58.407-07:002013-10-18T01:53:58.407-07:00Yep... as I feared, he has crossed over from the G...Yep... as I feared, he has crossed over from the Golden one to the asshole who literally speaks full sentences right out of my ex's mouth. It's usually the other way around with people. Their demons make them uglier, in this case when the demon was released the ugliness showed up. Really weird. I do miss my friend and that person I could talk to before he suddenly became this asshole who had one excuse for literally everything and no ability to communicate at all anymore. Shouldn't getting clear of mind do the opposite? Well, he was a very unique person so I shouldn't be all that shocked, now should I? He will be missed for a long time though....As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-7547125478184136762013-10-16T21:21:06.977-07:002013-10-16T21:21:06.977-07:00Stupid Girl! Open your eyes!Stupid Girl! Open your eyes!As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-56601418724638192382013-10-12T14:22:31.319-07:002013-10-12T14:22:31.319-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-26904815144276790612013-09-17T18:15:16.521-07:002013-09-17T18:15:16.521-07:00Love Sonnet XI
Pablo Neruda
"I crave your mou...Love Sonnet XI<br />Pablo Neruda<br />"I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.<br />Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.<br />Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day<br />I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.<br /> <br />I hunger for your sleek laugh,<br />your hands the color of a savage harvest,<br />hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,<br />I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.<br /> <br />I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,<br />the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,<br />I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,<br /> <br />and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,<br />hunting for you, for your hot heart,<br />Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue."As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-4973853712324326002013-09-17T09:11:21.119-07:002013-09-17T09:11:21.119-07:00I guess I didn't expect to be accumulating sca...I guess I didn't expect to be accumulating scars before even the first kiss... As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-75334277833908110482013-09-17T05:14:37.579-07:002013-09-17T05:14:37.579-07:00A PART not apart... BEEN TAKEN no edit for comment...A PART not apart... BEEN TAKEN no edit for comments.<br /><br />I just want to dance in D's fire. Soak myself in the sweat of his passion and pain. Insulate his embers while he rests and ignite the spark that sets it back on its path of greatness. I want to burn my eyes in the reflection of his gaze and I want to lie by his side warmed by the heat radiating from his resting soul. I want burns and scars that remind me of the moments I was a part of life and love and truly there... seen, heard, awakened by this attention. With marks to prove it happened long after it's been taken away. <br /><br />I don't think it's going to happen though... D's pulling away and I guess I don't blame him, but I will miss him. I might even ache for him. At least I got a moment to bask in his crazy light. That's better than nothing at all. He awakened me to some degree and I thank him for that. As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-15439629141329956092013-09-17T03:18:55.957-07:002013-09-17T03:18:55.957-07:00I just want to dance in D's fire. Soak myself ...I just want to dance in D's fire. Soak myself in the sweat of his passion and pain. Insulate his embers while he rests and ignite the spark that sets it back on its path of greatness. I want to burn my eyes in the reflection of his gaze and I want to lie by his side warmed by the heat radiating from his resting soul. I want burns and scars that remind me of the moments I was apart of life and love and truly there... seen, heard, awakened by this attention. With marks to prove it happened long after it's beentaken away. (I have to work o this. It's 3am and I just awoke with an immediate need to write something for/about him. Here it is until later when I wake and can really see and comprehend what I just wrote),As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-39677424403093049092013-09-15T03:39:46.001-07:002013-09-15T03:39:46.001-07:00DANGEROUSLY
by Damion Lane (Sigh.)
I'm so Uho...DANGEROUSLY<br />by Damion Lane (Sigh.)<br /><br />I'm so Uhoh high tonight<br />the tide takes me without a fight<br />Getting hard to breathe under the<br />oil paint blue/green waves that roll me<br />from the white hot sun to the inky black night...<br />Drifting farther from my dreams...<br />I Guess I'll be who I'll be.<br />Tear the memory from my eyes<br />Courage wants to laugh but sighs<br />What does a man count to the clock in the sky?<br />Is patience still a virtue or just a God Damn waste of time?<br />Pyres light the night<br />Shine down on me and who I'll be.<br />And the tide takes me away...<br />And the waves crash all the day...<br />And the man in the moon won't say...<br />That it's the dreamers of the day who know the way...<br />They live dangerously...<br />Dangerously...<br />Dangerous.<br />What's killing me is killing time<br />so deliberately I live my life<br />trying to make sense of the night.<br />Riddles, rhymes...irony be my plight.<br />Does anyone out there hear me?<br />no one knows who I am or what I mean.<br />And the tide takes me away...<br />And the waves crash all the day...<br />And the man in the moon won't say...<br />That it's the dreamers of the day who know the way...<br />They live dangerously...<br />Dangerously...<br />Dangerous.As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-54514163984340115072013-09-15T01:17:17.384-07:002013-09-15T01:17:17.384-07:00This comment has been hidden from the blog.As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2655181409919650723.post-25899442895923954312013-03-13T18:38:13.934-07:002013-03-13T18:38:13.934-07:00I have not moved on from this post as I have been ...I have not moved on from this post as I have been getting threats by 'people' (not my long term ex btw) and am now living a bit 'on the edge' as knowing that I don't have anyone who 'has my back' means that I have to protect myself 24/7, which this person and his 'people' know, even though this person is spreading bawled faced lies that I honestly can't understand why anyone would believe and not a single person has come to me directly and asked me to prove what I claim. I mean that is all it would take to prove my claims yet no one has the balls to show up and SEE it. They want it texted? Are you INSANE? Oh wait, you believe this other ex... so yes, you are insane. This is not an invitation for 'him' as I never, ever want to lay eyes or ears on this person again as long as I live but to the other people threatening me based on this persons lies that they believe so easily... I'm right here. I suspect this other person is an ex herself and I know her name and where she resides but it is her job to come to me not vice-versa. She won't though as the ex would kill her and she knows it. Of course this could also be another girl I met once while with him. Not sure, but I'd bet on the first girl; the ex as the person who is threatening me. I call her 2 L's and she was interacting with him via Facebook while he was with me. Oh he made her cry when he left for out of state. Oh, she'd help him if she could. Blah blah blah. Falling for him sob stories. Again, her choice to ignore the truth and be swayed by lies. Been there, now living with the degrading truth... he is a bad person. Period. As I Lay Bleedinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03562428077313560197noreply@blogger.com