Let it rain on me.....
If you want to get into my mind of insanity then you will have to go and read my poetry in my journals
I love to dance........Its one of my many passions.....
"It's just a jump to the left
And then a step to the right
Put your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane
Let's do the Time Warp again
Let's do the Time Warp again"
A word to descirbe me is definatly odd. I like pretty much everything and anything. Music is my life. Always around to talk
I have been working my profile for sometime now and i think that it wouldnt of been me, if i did not add some of my poetry right on my profile. My poetry is my way of telling people how i truely feel and a way for me to let out all my pain. I have seem to have lost anyone in my life that has meant anything to me. I am trying to figure out why i seem to push everyone around me away. I have yet to come to that conculsion but one day i hope to find that answer that i am looking for.
I am a very real person, ill tell you how it is and im not ashamed to admit when something is bothering me. I have been hurt in the past by letting people into my bubble and i have hated every minute. The people i let in are the ones that know how to break down walls. And believe me when i say my walls are very high.
No one would of ever thought i had a dark side. If you meet me its hard to see it through all the fakeness. its hard to be real in this world that we live in.
Alot of people dont understand what its like to be real anyways or they just dont understand why you cant be real all the time.
Real yet i wear a mask.
I guess i have blabbed way too much for you all now. But i guess i needed to get some stuff off my chest and give you a little more into what it is to be me.
Alot of what makes me, are the people i have in my life. Just a few pictures i thought should be in my profile because even though its not dark and its more happy then anything this is me. No matter how unhappy i am. You know who you are....
IF PAIN IS BEAUTY, I MUST BE FUCKING GORGEOUS!
For everytime i smile, i shed 10 tears for the pain it puts me in. I feel as though if i was ever happy i would end up dieing. Being happy hurts me more then you would think. It kills me ! Have you ever felt this way?
This poem is based on my life as a cutter
When that blade cut across your arm,
the thin line of blood just starts to flow out of your arm.
It tingles at first with a sweet sent to it.
Then the pain rushes up your arm,
to your head and then lands smack on your heart.
That is what this feels like.
The pain i am left with,
the emptiness i feel without you in my life.
You are almost a distant memory,
even when you sit right beside me.
I feel you have slipped away,
without me even knowing.
Why does my love for you not fade,
When you have stabbed my heart to pieces??
That distant memory of my skin bleeding,
is just like you.
I am the one with pain.
I am the one who suffers.
I am the one you must hate.
You are my skin bleeding.
You are the pain and the suffering in my life.
YOu are the one i hate.
YOu are the one ...........
This poem is about a guy who showed me how hurting myself hurts more then just me
The look you give me when i look into your eyes,
I know what its saying
That feeling you make me feel in the bottom of my gut,
It rots with hatred
Tears dont taste anything,
Im to use to the feeling of despair
But then i have to just suck it up
Look to the future as a something that is the start
to my madness
Staring us in the face of sadness that haunts us,
and scares us to death
When you love someone you cant taste the tears,
Cuz you never have to let them fall
The feelings that you feel never make you worry,
Cuz you know that person will always be near
Hurting yourself is not an option,
You have too much padding with his arms
Just let yourself be you,
For there is no other
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