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Sunday, January 16, 2011

day one hundred eighty-two: all the lovely cliches.

not exactly what i had in
mindset is
everything that can go wrong
will something
give up, get out
let your soul
deteriorate beneath the piles
of muddled cliches and
compost of the "real world"
welcome,
where the freaks are stupid
and so are the stupid people

Sunday, January 9, 2011

day one hundred seventy-five: the river of humanity.

some people
some people
some human beings
regardless of race
face, label, or sexual disposition,
were meant to do
great and amazing things
some have souls from decades before now
when times were different
these diamonds in the rough
just pop up
these people
rarely achieve
that for which they were meant
because they settle for less
than their very best
(whether afraid of success
or failing miserably
it is only their choice to reveal)
but instead they conform
fall into the rushing river
instead of running up it
because they're afraid
of getting to close to the waterfall
and being able to bathe in it
and all its pure glory

Thursday, January 6, 2011

day one hundred seventy-two: if you know.

if you know what it is
to trust someone
who trusts someone
who you don't feel like you can trust
and you cant help but doubt trusting anyone
ever again
if you know what it is
to trust someone
who trusts someone that you don't trust
because they hurt someone you love
someone who didn't deserve to hurt
because they treated you like dirt
when you know dirt is only what you're made of
not what you truly are
when you know
if you know
when you understand
what this means
then you can talk to me
about trusting them
ever again.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

day ninety-three: people change.

some days
people change
and wake up
and they are not who
they were
when the laid down
the night before

some days
people change
and they aren't ever who
they were
when they laid down
the night before

some days
people change
and they never go back to who
they were
when they laid down
the night before

some days
people change
and they never tell those who
they were
that they wont be back to how
they were
when they laid down
the night before

what i'm saying is
some days
people change
and they forget to tell
each other.