Walk away and pretend you didn't want to

Nothing is bleeding except that heart you left on your sleeve

If you open yourself up to people

Never forget their daggers

Even up red riding hoods sleeve

was a wolf killing lumberjack

I'm just babbling now.

This isn't even poetry.

I shouldn't of taken those pills.

The floor has a heart beat

And I am the eyes

-C

I have nothing to say

As my clock crests one o'clock

I feel the weight of a million voices

I'm at the height of my insomnia

I can't sleep with this

I have too many thoughts, too many ideas

I can't write them down

I type I too much

I listen to music and wish it were deeper

I wonder if there is some sort of sound out there

That represents me

Us

You

I

All of us

or none of us

"for a minute there, i lost myself, i lost myself"

I'm gone

for the next couple hours

I will stare into oblivion and recount my days

Feel higher than any drug could ever do to anyone

Feel like part of me is ripping away

I won't sit still

I won't make noise

Just shake until it stops

Until i feel safe to open my eyes

Is it crazy to say i fear opening my eyes and seeing things

Things being my ideas

I'm not sure how to explain it

Maybe i'm just crazy

ahah

No 'maybe',

I AM crazy

Not crazy like you

Or anyone for that matter

I'm crazy in a way that no one could explain

During the day, I'm completly fine.

but now

Now i'm awake

the sounds of some distant music and the ringing of some bell.

The creaking of a screen door made by some teenager sneaking out to see his friends

" you want me? then come on and break the door down"

I'm ready

I'm ready for sleep that never comes

If i could hear your heartbeat

Would it play the bass line to my song?

Will i ever hear it?

*sigh*

I personalize here, and rant and rave about things no one cares about.

I cant conceptualize when i already understand.

I feel like my soul is shattering itself.

Ripping and tearing and fighting from inside.

Ahahah. I'm going to go pretend i'm a poet and write something down.

Good night whoever decided to read this.

-C

Emotions

Don't miss what you don't have
Free your mind
Free your soul
Rise above
Lift yourself from the ashes
Look back with stoic disregard
Let society disgust you
Shake off their greasy fingers
Spit in the faces of the masses
If you don't look up to them
Don't let them look down on you
Do not let go of life
For life is beautiful
It is we who are not

Sorry about the wait

I haven't posted in a while, which is to say, We haven't had any thoughts worth mentioning. We're working on a couple papers now. One being the relationship between so-called mental stability and relationships, the other being a theory on existence. They are both very interesting papers, at least to us.

Who are we you might ask?

We, us, they, those.

The collective of thoughts i present to you, my avid reader.

Sounds a bit crazy? not to us.

We will write from perspectives non-biased and non-partisan to better represent and conceptualize the ideas we present.

We are stoic figures in a grassy plain of desire.

I shall hand over the keys to higher thought, if i could just find them myself.
because, it seems as you can only find things, when you aren't looking.

So close your eyes my friends and relax as over the next couple weeks i give you looks at the big picture.

Though they might be stupid and without purpose, i say to you my friend.

Find purpose within these lines of poorly written prose and false testaments.

We shall write more at a later date.

A man with a pure heart is still just that, a man. therefore he is evil and not to be trusted.

-Cx

The way I recollect

The way I'm going to type my blogs is not in the role of an informant or an educated person. I am going to display knowledge as a conduit from other sources and people and input opinions, however wrong they may be. I encourage you, who I must warn once again of the boring elements I display and how much they should run while they still have time, to take no offense to these words

Re-Creating and Re-Formatting

Obviously, all my posts and stuff are gone. Which is not necessarily a bad thing. Reading the thoughts of an inexperienced sophomore is not a preferred method of enrichment. You could get your news from CNN or NBC or some main stream media outlet. Your horizons could be broadened by a pastor or a shaman. You don't need someone talking out of turn and out of place to tell you his thoughts.

You shouldn't read this with any purpose.

No entertainment, No facts, No positive sides

You should read this by accident.

Now if you choose to continue reading this, and checking for my updates and such, i cannot stop you. All i can do is advise against it.

Dread the coming posts

-C