10.21.2008

Find ME

a little something I wrote a little while ago... shortly after my 27th birthday. I think I was depressed actually. I mean, going through some kind of depression. a little unlike me, I know, but you can't be happy all the time. nor can you please all the people all the time, as Marley once said. Anyhow, here's the rant. please don't let it bring it you down :)

Searching for answers
Through murky waters
And my eyes hurt
And I don’t even know what the questions are anymore
But I’m stubborn
And there’s nothing else to do
Goggles and all
Here I go
Seems like a circular tank I’m in
The water just flows and flows
just carries me
To the end that is the beginning
That is the end that is the beginning
But the end and the beginning
Are different each time
But maybe that’s just cuz my landmarks change
Everything is slime-covered
Slippery, slips from my grasp
Never really had a hold on anything anyway
And anyone who says
I know what’s going on
I know what it’s all about
Is a liar.
Or a fool.
A liar and a fool.
And I may be many things
I may have much attached
But I ain’t no fool
27 years have gone by…..
27 years…..
and it’s not getting any easier,
this search, this quest
this life.
The answers are everywhere
Scattered around corners
Underneath rocks
Up in the trees
Right in front of my
Red, sore, swollen eyes
Gotta quit focusing on the finding
And the answers will find me.

hmmmmm... so I'm thinkin how strange it is that I've started to write in this blog again, and so regularly. but as I ponder that, I realize that perhaps it's due to my closer and closer departure date. I used to write in this thing all the time!! sweet. ok. Enjoy.

I'd like to dedicate my current and on going state of happiness to the lovely Paula Sommers. she is a gem like no other. I'm so lucky to have her in my life. and you know what? I'm so lucky to have ALL my loved ones in my life. this year has been full of larger than life laughs and good times and you all have a place in my happy heart. so, to ALL of you. may you all find that which you need most. and may you all live life with a smile on your face. xxx



10.13.2008

so far nameless...

it's time now
time I gotta let go
let go of all these photos
a box of who I used
to be
a boxful
the lid is overflowing
all this time without me knowing
just waiting to be found
finally
I revisit
revisit all the memories
a bird's eye view, me on my knees
I'm sobbing, get it out
of me

this hurts so much I take a breath I close my eyes I know it's best I gotta let it just
poor and poor
through swollen eyes I barely see you but I feel you make time stop tic toc I'm gonna shut
the door

it's out now

out and all around me
I pick up all the shards be
mindful not to cut
and bleed
I'm clean now
a sanitary landfill
all these contradictions will
someday be the death
of me
I love you
stayed through all my bull shit
and I can't say there won't be more of it
am I worth it to stay
and see?

*any suggestions on a title, I will gladly consider*

9.22.2008

Sorry 'bout Last Night

well, another little song is here! I mean, it was bound to happen, right? this one's quite "country", but it's silly and lovely and not all that cliche... if only due to the lyrics :)

soakin up the last heat
sittin on the front stoop
yellow leaves litter the street
and I think my cat's flown the coup

there's purpose in the wind today
with each leaf a word is wispered
i close my eyes to hear them say:
prepare yourself for winter

but she'll come back, they always do...

I wonder what's the Big One thinkin
I wonder if he's worried at all
I wonder what's the Big One thinkin
I wonder if she returns his calls
what I wouldn't give to hear that ringing bell...

I'm sorry 'bout last night
I was just thinkin of myself
when you weren't there in the morning
were you with someone else?

but she'll come back, they always do...

I wonder what's the Big One thinkin
I wonder if he's worried at all
I wonder what's the Big One thinkin
I wonder if she returns his calls
what I wouldn't give to hear that ringing bell...


soakin up the last heat
sittin on the front stoop
yellow leaves litter the street
and I think my cat's flown the coup

there's purpose in the wind today
with each leaf a word is wispered
i close my eyes to hear them say:
prepare yourself for winter

but she'll come back, they always do...


*can you guess what/who this song is about?

9.03.2008

this little lament...

I still feel your eyes on me
and I have goosebumps like you're really here
it's like you pressed your hand to the back of my neck
and its imprint is still there
-
still warm and a little discolored...
kinda like my love for Him
-
still warm but a little discolored.

I haven't been the same since
I saw you cross the street

my poles have switched and I'm attracting bits of you
and I wonder whether the sum of those bits
will perhaps
amount to you

or whether they'll just start collecting dust

on the cramped top shelf of my heart
out of reach and

never amounting to anything more
than what this is now:
a warm discolored passed possibility

still fresh on my neck
still present in my mind
and very still in my heart.

I guess I can't expect to always get what I want...
so I'll happily take the bits.

Trippin'


a lil' song for y'all... I wrote it. my first EVER! my muse is a smokin' lady who plays base strings and from time to time I'm sure, mind strings... but you'll never know how it'll sound unless you let her play, right?

enjoy.

I'm trippin' out about you
I'm trippin' out about you
I'm trippin' out about you
and I don't know what I'm gonna do

I think about you all the time
I think about you, but you're not mine
but I still think about you all the time
and I cannot pry you from my mind

I'm trippin' out about you
I'm trippin' out about you
I'm trippin' out about you
and I don't know what I'm gonna do

you're in my dreams babe, my sweet sweet dreams
yeah, you're in my dreams babe, my bad bad dreams
don't wanna wake up from my dreams
cuz they're better than real life... or so it seems

I'm trippin' out about you
I'm trippin' out about you
I'm trippin' out about you
and I don't know what I'm gonna do
no, I don't know what I'm gonna do
I just don't know what I'm gonna do...

shame on me
shame on me
shame on me
mmmmmmm...