Raw Emotion

My very first blog, was this little blog on Aol that did not have very many readers, and was something of a chaotic out pouring of my emotions and feelings at the time, unflitered and uneditied. Though this blog is a good deal more orginized and profressional then that one ever was, those kind of writings were very theruputic for me, and helped me deal with my mania, so I thought I would create a catagory here dedicated to my stream of concious writings. They are likely to be dark and distubring in some reguards.

I feel the sorrow sweel within me and yet there is a numbness there which will not grow

I try to find the asnwers but they will not come and only ecchos are in my mind

trapped within the vines while am lost in the darkness 

reach out to grasp on but it only slips through my fingertips

there is no expression, cannot surpass the block that grows and dies

why I would scream if I could by my words are silent becasue

I am lost and wilting slowly, perhaps thirsiting for a single drop

blood fall slowly from the leaf, I float unafirad yet trembling

screaming inside with deafening silence

without you there seems to be nothing

I wait in my decay, for you are my life source

and only that could revive me to life again

untill then I pass in a daze

where nothing seems to matter

however hard I try to engage

Eruption from me, to dislodged it

like a diease but never will the well dry

I seek the calm

but it mocks me

So I have come to this

while I watch it pass

and want something

 to feel again

to breath again

to know something more

but it is still

and I am paralyzed inside out

I crave you like air

I bleed you like blood

I drink you in

and you seep into my roots

so you must brighten my life

once more, and give me a reason

for this etneral sacrifice.

7:58 PM - 7/30/2007 - post comment

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