Sunday, May 27, 2007

Understand

Feeling something real or something no one can imagine...
Unless you tell them in a fairytale manner....

Apparently no one gets this...
Here's the deal. It's a complicated way of saying I want to be in a relationship. I'm tired of being single. I semi enjoy it because I'm free to mess around or flirt or what have you with whomever I so please, but it's that feeling inside that's almost too good to be true that I miss. You feel like you're high on morphine or tripping on acid or something. It's just extreme happiness. Intense pleasure. You belong. Someone cares for you. I love that. That feeling IS something you feel that's real. It IS something no one can truly imagine unless you tell them in a fairytale manner. Sometimes you wonder if it could really exist. Is it just something people hope for? One of those empty wishes people waste away upon? One of those out of reach dreams people chase until they come to realization and finally give up wallowing in their sorrow and despair because they have nothing left to live for knowing that they will never achieve their greatest desires? No. It's real. I'm just waiting to feel it.


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Craig Ransom
you know, the last time you described it wasn't quite like that.. in your now simplified version i understand perfectly, and wish you luck with that.. sorry to have been a bother.

clarity is good you know..
May 28, 2007 at 1:40am

Sunday, May 6, 2007

Passion

Category: Writing and Poetry


A window creaks as she enters.
All calls are put on hold for this moment
as tonight we sin,
and lies are born where secrets burried blossom.
A mother lays unaware,
and siblings stir in slumber.
Tonight we sin,
and lies are born where secrets burried blossom.
Is love enough to keep him near?
How much can one give before the guilt sets in?
And until then tonight we sin,
and lies are born where secrets burried blossom.
© 2007