tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-168644512026-03-06T23:55:10.553-08:00Dumping ground for shit from the other sidezedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16864451.post-1129047682166115562005-10-11T09:21:00.000-07:002005-10-11T09:23:11.230-07:00<em>The foundation of all mental illness is the avoidance of legitimate suffering</em> - Carl Gustav Jungzedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.com163tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16864451.post-1128773809948925512005-10-07T11:05:00.000-07:002005-10-08T05:16:49.953-07:00Burnt myself today. Release was a hard bargain..breathing comes naturally once again.zedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16864451.post-1127990029022745272005-09-29T03:27:00.000-07:002005-09-29T04:11:17.550-07:00He had long waited for her. He could now see that she too was longing to be with him. He never had the guts to approach her directly, preferring instead to wait it out, giving hope a chance. <br />She was now near him. His eyes swelled with emotion. He smiled. Death smiled back.zedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16864451.post-1127567911269295992005-09-24T06:11:00.000-07:002005-09-24T07:20:58.640-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Broken Skies</span></span><br />Bird of prey, no one hears your lament here.<br />Spread your wings, fill this glass dome,<br />Just as you once conquered the azure skies. <br /><br />There goes the keeper and there goes the prince.<br />Innocent are his days, uncaring mirth. <br />Beware of him, his game is sorrow. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Days of Bird and Man</span></span><br />Foolish bird, for whom do you toil so?<br />No one to understand you, <br />Only your shadow to fly with you.<br /><br />Yet you persist, feeding him wings of flight.<br />Prince charming, could he care less?<br />Secure in the delusion that is his.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Rebirth</span></span><br />Behind his mask, glued together,<br />A million crumbling pieces. Some forever lost,<br />In the pinprick that burst his bubble.<br /><br />Funny then, now he hears everything you had to say<br />"<span style="font-style:italic;">Flying ain't about flying babe, <br /> Let go now, feel, unleash your wings and float</span>".<br /><br />Out in the deep recess, time stands still<br />The skies get ready to be conquered once again.<br />Is there anyone to hear him now?zedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16864451.post-1127296424963560362005-09-21T02:47:00.000-07:002005-09-21T02:53:44.966-07:00Awake, This night has lost its charm<br />Flights of heightened ecstasy,<br />Awash in the muddy banks of impotence.<br />Despair.<br /><br />Deep within this hazy citadel,<br />Lies the forest of enchantment<br />Blinded by the senses,<br />Treasures remain undug, Tales remain untold.<br /><br />Oh, To unseal these gates, To release the tempests.<br />Mythical maiden of the lost tribes,<br />Show me yet, the door to the high priest<br />Catch me now, this wanderer is falling.<br /><br />Comfort lies in an island of thought<br />Eternity awaits and chance beckons.<br />This levee will break<br />Break on through to the other side.zedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16864451.post-1127057408431356722005-09-18T08:28:00.000-07:002005-09-24T06:23:32.353-07:00death blooms..the second may never come.zedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06826949009803201114noreply@blogger.com53