deathhippie

Sometimes, its the little things in life that count.

I have this philosophy that backs that. If something is of minor inconvenience to you, but of great help to another, why wouldn't you do it?

So I was talking to some of my friends about that tonight. Well, really we were bitching about how bad the people in Southern Cali suck, but it brought that up. It appears that the majority of this area's dwellers are always looking for the me/my/I/mine in every situation. It sucks.

In every darkness, there is light.
In every love, there is plight.
Pain is the originator of Solidarity.
Patience will bring about tranquility.
The Lack luster people we call friend.
They never seem to make it to the end.
Like dirty water rushing, down the drain.
Leaving residual taint, but never seen again.
Bloodshot eyes looking into the past.
Dried out mouth with the sun coming fast.
Time slips by into a drifting melancholy.
Slowly choking away so very deliberately.
Like warm rain drops on a winters day.
Or children giggling as they run out to play.
A memory lost of the days gone by.
Eventually forgetting why you even cry.


Spontaneous poetry destroyed by a roommates snoring who refuses to sleep in her room. Will finish it tomorrow if its still with me.

--edit-- Spontaneous poetry not so spontaneously concluded. Maybe I will add more eventually, but I am fickle like that.

Tomorrow I am hitting the gym, for the first time in like 7 years. Going to be intermeresting.

--edit--
I can do it in a church, I can do it any time or place. I can do it like an angel, I can do it to quiet your rage. But, Either way, Either way, I wanna kill you, I wanna blow you away..

I so love this song.