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These games have to stop; Im about to get pissed off.
+ fcuk the sophomoric views of a candid mind.
+ I finally took that stupid 4 hour drug class.
+ I spent most of the day reading.. how amazing.
She calls at 2 am in the morning in a state of dismal.
+ Im just glad I still could help her.
This weekend was kick-ass.
+ Friday : football game.. we lost.
+ Saturday: erm.. can't remember.
+ Sunday : bbq at Losco Park; tackle football.
+ Monday : my homework day. argh.
I have yet a list of tasks to complete for today.
+ ROTC uniform preparation.. ehh..
And for the question of my current state of mind?
+ I like the new me. =] |
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It is evident that some reasons can be proposed as to the seemingly perpetual attitude that now resides within my mind. There are times in which every action seems irrelevent to the attempted joy reinstilled all in all. There are the reasons in which they acquiesce to the sudden downfall of heart and then there are the reasons in which no individual will be able to fathom, moreover understand and evaluate.
In these times, one individual such as myself has nothing left but to drift to the willingness of words to listen - this is when I can write in repetition, poetry in which in hopes, people could clue in, moreover even notice as to what is evidently wrong with the individual. But no one understands..
someone help. |
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I've gone out of my mind.
fcuk this.
- Upon My Wishes- May 22nd, 2005
Her stride lies replendent,
and walks in grace and beauty-
she who would stand unequaled
as one star upon that dismal
sky; she shines in eloquence.
Yet how she moves me so
with one look, more or less
one ray or one shade.
Whisper softly, I, a wish
upon her superior aura:
tread as you will but
tread softly for you stand
at heart, whilst with thy smile.
Its the only thing that seems sane at the moment. |
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