I'm always running.

Don't know where to.

even though it sounds so cunning,

no i wouldn't take you.

Though you have done so much damage to me,

And though i love you so.

I know you can't see,

why i walked out the door.

Its simple to see,
And i know you can't believe.
But this is about me,
so i had to leave. 

One Question from a Bullet

One Question from a Bullet


I want to give up being a bullet
I’ve been a bullet too long.

I want to be an innocent coin
In the hand of a child
And be squeezed through the slot                              
Of a chewing gum machine.

I want to give up being a bullet
I’ve been a bullet too long.

I want to be a good luck seed
Doing nothing in somebody’s pocket.                                  
Or some ordinary little stone
On the way to becoming an earring.
Or just lying there unknown
Among a crowd of other ordinary stones.

I want to give up being a bullet                                      
I’ve been a bullet too long.                          

The question is
Can you give up being a killer?

Fire And Ice By Robert Frost

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.

From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice

Is also great
And would suffice.

This is one of my most favorite poems from Frost, though i don't know why. its always stuck in my head and i love it <3

Well i guess it ends like this.

All the times i dreamed it would live,

but i died the first time you called her love.

Well i guess it ends like this.

You had too much much pride to hold on, 

and i refused to let go.

Well it ends like this. 

Because now i have been replaced,

and i am left to pick up my broken spirit. 

I've realized, I have finally realized  many things, 

I have finally realized why gold isn't shiny enough. 

I have finally realized why the birds don't sing to me, 

or why the clouds seem to follow my heart. 

I have finally realized why i see myself as "incapable", 

or why i think too much.

I have finally realized why the world is so cold, 

and why i always cry at night.

I've realized, that i have came to the absolute realization that my despair,

in fact was not because of the world but because of me.

That's what I've Realized.