Tuesday, May 24, 2011
we need to talk
left alone to float on the chards of all your friends missconceptions.
in a way i'm so thankful that i have been rejected by these fleas,
they have chosen to reject me, my blood being too strong willed, too honest for them to prey on.
how have you run with them for so long?
i chose you. i saw something in you, but do you have the clarity to see it yourself?
its easy to remember that if it weren't for me you wouldn't have to deal with this,
and its easy to forget that if it weren't for you i wouldn't need to either.
start saying somthing coz ur silence and coldness hurts
i can not belive that such a silly little pig and her pet could cause us such tension.
in your own common words "I thought we were past this"
but we are. its only in my own mind that i create such barriers.
what fool am i to think that such hollow words forged carelessly and in the womb of a spineless worm could ever sway something so pure as gold and as strong as love.
i have been stung, but not by any sort of clever trickery.
more by the clumbsy violent bashing of uneducated words.
Un justified school yard name calling.
i can not wait for the real saddo to be exposed.
Dear daniel,
In response directly to your whole argument of reasoning;
"Brooke is one of my best friends and you making up shit that never came out of her mouth makes me so fucking angry. Brooke rarely says a bad word about anyone."
daniel, honey, she wasn't saying anything bad about you. Your intergrity was never on the line. It wasn't you she was accusing of being in the wrong. On the contary she was expressing that "opinion/idea/rumour" out of concern for you.
"I know Brooke would never say a bad word about Cez or me and there is no way she would ever make up a rumour such as the one you have conceived."
Dearest daniel, don't be a fool. Although you have some form of remnanets of a realtionship on the line when this disastar happened, dude please understand and recognise that I myself had way more to loose. Lucky for me i have stronger roots and you have no chance of being able to blow any of it away. But indeed i have way more of a relationship, and friendships to loose.
Please keep this inmind before you senslessly go accusing. I understand and even appreciate the way in which you simply want blood, not facts but buddy go prey on someone else. Also please keep a leash on your dragon. Any more death threats can land you in court. i say this simply out of charity, as most adults would be able to realise this on their own.
wishing you only what you deserve and more cat.
i would like to run away.
the stench of bad words is too strong in the air.
words are always the hardest stain to remove,
so when laying them down please be sure that this is where and how you want them to be
i want to be perfect,
fly above everything.
give me wings to deal with d & c.
and no that c does not stand for carol.
excape this constricting view
this suffocationg surface
that is the earth.
is truth subjective?
when the ship catches fire and all the people abandon responsibility, no fuck that, they literally lock you up in the gallows to burn, how am I suposed to deal with it?
Luckily they aren't the most sain of people and their "batshit crazy reaction*" leaves stains all over the walls for everyone to see.
They would loved me to have been drowned at birth, but i didn't, so now they are trying to drown me now.
sheen is well know as being insaine. "a bullfighter,*" sadly unable to fight bullshit though. Her well trained pet, Danielle. Dee's potental is perfect. Hurt, in love and trapped by the ties of familiarity. In a way sheen has trapped herself by making Dee so reliant on her delicuos meals of lies and constant need to be mind fucked.
In an alternate universe Dee ran away and was able to become himself, happy car chilling and unable to start fires on the side of como river-let alone capable of locking me up and setting fire to the place.
It is amazing how far one's mind can be twisted, both by yourself and others.
Ofcourse there is more then three people to this comedy, it also involves the three innocents, Desert, Blonde and Liam. Poor Liam, as he is the most innocent. I do feel bad how it has played out for him, for he simply came along for a holiday and ended up having the cruise ship pulled from underneath him, forcing him to swim to shore.
Desert definetly played his part and even blonde could have chosen her words better but she is the next innocent one. Finding a slightly different, wiser island to swim to than Liam. Unfortunately Derest is so inclined to stay behind, even locking himself away with myself. I yell at him to bail over the roar of the fire, beggging an pleading with the gods above that he ignores and choses social death with me.
also at the core is krinste and flame. Flame starting and then abandoning ship to leave others with the mess, only to return to fan her flame a little more, not that she really needed to as this ship was born to burn. and christa just like kindle he spreads it, causing missinterpretation and blame.
Then there's perkla, just like ariel she yells helpless encouragement over the tempest. i feel she has more of a part to play if we are to ever get rid of this burning flesh smell.
the tempest isn't the loudest thing however, its the endless hurtful insults trying to penetrate me and blacken my heart and my name. as i'm pushed down every step, water tripping down with me dee's insults get more and more intense. as we near the dungeon his deepest intentions are revealed in his foolish babble.
"Do everyone a favour and get lost.*" he shouts as he shuts the iron door of hurt mistrust and deniyal, "You belong in a mental institution or something.*"
Oh dear danielle, oh the irony.
*actual quotes from the people involved in the shipwreak
Luckily they aren't the most sain of people and their "batshit crazy reaction*" leaves stains all over the walls for everyone to see.
They would loved me to have been drowned at birth, but i didn't, so now they are trying to drown me now.
sheen is well know as being insaine. "a bullfighter,*" sadly unable to fight bullshit though. Her well trained pet, Danielle. Dee's potental is perfect. Hurt, in love and trapped by the ties of familiarity. In a way sheen has trapped herself by making Dee so reliant on her delicuos meals of lies and constant need to be mind fucked.
In an alternate universe Dee ran away and was able to become himself, happy car chilling and unable to start fires on the side of como river-let alone capable of locking me up and setting fire to the place.
It is amazing how far one's mind can be twisted, both by yourself and others.
Ofcourse there is more then three people to this comedy, it also involves the three innocents, Desert, Blonde and Liam. Poor Liam, as he is the most innocent. I do feel bad how it has played out for him, for he simply came along for a holiday and ended up having the cruise ship pulled from underneath him, forcing him to swim to shore.
Desert definetly played his part and even blonde could have chosen her words better but she is the next innocent one. Finding a slightly different, wiser island to swim to than Liam. Unfortunately Derest is so inclined to stay behind, even locking himself away with myself. I yell at him to bail over the roar of the fire, beggging an pleading with the gods above that he ignores and choses social death with me.
also at the core is krinste and flame. Flame starting and then abandoning ship to leave others with the mess, only to return to fan her flame a little more, not that she really needed to as this ship was born to burn. and christa just like kindle he spreads it, causing missinterpretation and blame.
Then there's perkla, just like ariel she yells helpless encouragement over the tempest. i feel she has more of a part to play if we are to ever get rid of this burning flesh smell.
the tempest isn't the loudest thing however, its the endless hurtful insults trying to penetrate me and blacken my heart and my name. as i'm pushed down every step, water tripping down with me dee's insults get more and more intense. as we near the dungeon his deepest intentions are revealed in his foolish babble.
"Do everyone a favour and get lost.*" he shouts as he shuts the iron door of hurt mistrust and deniyal, "You belong in a mental institution or something.*"
Oh dear danielle, oh the irony.
*actual quotes from the people involved in the shipwreak
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Things that burn (a poem by c.silvester)
Fire
The stove
Metho
Alcohol
The sun and,
Finding your boyfriends ex girlfriends lube in his cupboard.
The stove
Metho
Alcohol
The sun and,
Finding your boyfriends ex girlfriends lube in his cupboard.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
i want you.
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