Monday, December 8, 2008

Ok So I have To Vent.
Ventilate.

Tired of these emotions Charging through my brain and other parts.
Am so so Tired.
This empty Adrenaline.

This tiresome Adrenaline.
Much Ado about Nothing.
And if the leaves are leaving in 2 WeEks.
What then?

empty inVestment. A negative investment.
Empty Empty Empty.
Present times should be Happy.
Longing is not good for the Heart.
And the soul will Rot.
I know the ending.
It is all but Clear.
And written out on a blueprint. With dramatic Detail.
Paying close attention to a ScalE.
I do not have the calculations of.
Was never good At Math see?

Transference. I have been to the edge of the precipice.
Emotions transfer and TransForm.
Twist and Turn.
From one to another.
At an alarming speed.
I have fallen. And cracked a Skull.
No matter. I have 9 lives.

It Still hurts though.
A bandaid cant cover up all that mess.
And goo. And emotion.
It is important that i Do not get caught up in This MAsqueraDe.
This crazy Game that We Play.
You can play It.
I would rather sit in a cornEr. And watch. You.
Or not. They change at lightning Speed.
These beliefs and Expectations.
No roots in the Soil. No thorns or Friction.
Just smooth Carefree Sides. Only not so careFree because they cannot grasp onto anything.

Not Cannot No
Never Ever long enough to make it Worth it ALl.
These Roots are Dead.

A writer

So. We all do The Impulsive.
We all make AssuranceS.
Promises.

Just looked through some writing. Touched me.
And although 2 Days may seem like forever.
It isnt.
Although 2 Nights may seem like we know it all.
We dont.

We want to believe. We long to believe that life is worth living.
And that love is worth having.
Attaining. Fighting For. Fighting At.
And wordS. Words that mean the world. And then they mean nothing.

We evolve. PEople change.
Its critical that we evolve too.
Important that we do not become entrenched in our haBits.

It is our HabiTs that will kill us.
Stick the Knife in DeeP and Twist Twist Twist.
Never stop turning Turning Turning.
Until it can gouge out no more.
Until there is no morE hope. No more belief.
No more eXpectation. No more Desire. No more Desperation.
No more dreams and wishes.

Sometimes this is better. The best way. The Only Way.
The wounD just has to get biG Big B IGGER
until everything falls through.
ALl the angst, anger, annoyance
All the PAin, panic, PressurE
All the Expectation Exceptions, Expirations & Eagerness
TIll they all fall harmlessly through.
Painlessly through.
To exPect and Hope.
Those are some Nasty Habits to Break.