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Friday, July 20, 2007


drama doesn't follow me it rides on my back.
hi guys,

well you may have noticed that i have forgone all the mood and the listening to and the pimpage and all that other stuff. i went back to the way i used to post, old school if you will. i probably won't keep it like this but for now this is what i want. consider this a stripped version of the post.

well my cat mr. hughes is still hurt. his leg is still swollen something awful and he's limping when he walks so i pick him up and carry him around when i can. he's been sleeping a lot lately but i think in a few days he'll be alright. though he has gotten extreamly skinny as of late and that could be attributed to the heat and him losing his winter coat but my neighbor told my mom that one of her cats had feline lukiemia (sp?) and that my cat may have it but i don't think so, i think his legs just hurt because he's eating and everything.

yesterday was my dad's birthday. he turned 44 i think. he didn't call or anything and i didn't call him, so i hope he had a good one.

i've learned not to trust boys and not to depend on them. ecspecially teenaged ones. they just let you down. after yesterday's post i felt pretty empty, still kinda do but i am feeling better. sorta. i haven't been myself lately and i desperately want to get out of my own head and into something else. i also had a mild freak out lastnight when i was up by myself, due to a fear i have that i have and had have since i was old enough to think for myself. i'm better now but i hate feeling like that.

well i've been meeting new people and i met these three lovely guys. i've been trying to get to know them. one is name joesph, one is named andrew, and one is named marvin. there nice and i like them.

ok i have two poems for you guys because it seems that i am falling into a creative slump and all i can write is poetry. so i don't know i wouldn't look forward to a chapter of murder and lyrics this week.

neither of these poems have titles, if you have an idea feel free to tell me.


poem one

let it go, quit torturing yourself.
stop wondering "what if?" you'll never get an anwser.
hang up the phone you know he'll never call.
stop thinking, you know he doesn't miss you.
walk away. you don't want to be the desperate fool.
give your heart away because you want to forget.
let him go because he's not the same.
let it go because he doesn't remember your name.

poem two

the testimonials elude to a false sentence.
one created purely for insurance.
please give it a rest.
give me back my confidence.
in a correspondence with the queen of hearts.
she's busy with the messages, pleads to stave off the desire.
the music synchs up with the minutes, and i can see both.
tell the stories they love to hear.
grin and take your bow, another act perfectly pulled off.
simple echoes on the mainframe.
the salty kiss that taste's the same.
sunlit collisons escape the days.
lay on the alter and close your eyes.
pray for something better then this:
half-life.

well that is all for today.

~red~

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