

trail blazing.I find myself at a crossroad. The path behind me is a null void going nowhere, meaning i came from nothingness. The path ahead leads to a righteous route. I turn my head knowing its not me. For I am not righteous and have no desire to be. To the left is the path of the fallen. Am I a fallen one? I ask this to myself over and over. But no I am not, nothing in my being is such. The only path left is a infinite coridor of nothingness just like the path I came, I take this path knowing that I am not truly alive or dead, good or evil. So I will go through life a blinded child not hearing anything but the thoughts at thtrail blazing.


Real nice party aint it.Whenever I think of you my heart skips a beat. I wake up crying. Knowing that theres nothing I can do to make you mine. I would carry you on a broken back, and blown out knees. It kills me every time we talk. Text, phone call, or an I.M. I have so much to give to you, and you dont want it. I am so confused. I look in the mirror not recognizing who I am. Searching for who I once was, I find nothing. Im screaming and crying on deaf ears.Real nice party aint it.
Every day I die a little bit more because youre not mine and Im not yours. I have cried a thousand oceans, my body
| My names Joel, and I'm a emotional car crash waiting to happen. I fail from jump and cant help but crash and burn. I love art, movies, music (cant live without it), Im in the Army for a bit longer (Rawr it sucks) . Umm Usually all my drawings are tattoo ideas that appear in the back of my mind. Sometimes i jot down what im thinking in the form of "poetry" I guess. I consider myself awesome... Fuck being concieted. |
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In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.
Coco Chanel.
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the broken petals of the crimson flower lay crushed on the snow
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"I'm glad I didn't die before I met you."
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