A single Rose

A single rose is still.
Fallen to its will.
Floating to a sleep.
A single rose will dream.

Raindrops tell tall tales.
This path leaves no trail.
At the forest brink.
Raindrops fall in sync.

No man hears the cries.
Beneathe the silver skies.
Above this waterfall.
No man owns it all.

Desolated grounds.
Memories safe and sound.
Color drained complexions.
Desolated sections.

These veins seep scarlet lies.
Betrayal fills blue eyes.
Where lies dormant tears?
These veins rid me of fears.

Oh sweet sadness.
Oh glorious madness.
Oh sacred scars.
Oh wounded hearts.

How do thy surrender?
Succumb to thee forever.

The only difference between me and you is everything.

Listen

Maybe the answer lies within friendship.

It's the only way she'll remain in your life.

It's selfish.

But asking for forgiveness isn't a sign of weakness, or vulnerability, or insecurities.

Asking for forgiveness is a sign of maturity.

Guilt is a sign of humanity.

Forgiveness won't bring sympathy, or pity.

Forgiveness brings empathy.

All steady relationships are built on trust.

The only way to regain her trust is to prove yourself truthworthy.

Speak.

Listen.

Listen carefully.

Build friendship.

Most of the time steady relationships consist of friends who have each other's backs.

But love each other all the same.

Seldom do relationships that were rushed work out.

Rarely are relationships fixed completely.

But friendships are somewhat easier to mend.

Friendships are somewhat easier to build.


Listen to me.

Mr. Fuck Up

My respect for you is gone.

I can't remember why I even had any in the first place.

The way you write changed.

Your sense of humor, your wit, you way of thinking, speaking, it all changed.

You're not you. The you I wanted to get to know.


You're now him. Mr. Fuck Up. You're with her. Ms. Whore.


Ms. Heartache didn't change.



Why did you go and throw away everything you worked so hard for? You put years of blood and sweat into it and then threw it all away. I still hadn't lost my respect. Not all of it. But now, your hopelessness, your arrogance, it all pisses me off. Your new peice of shit, are you going to turn that into what you had before? No one gives a shit about you anymore. They care about the drama.

Grow up.

You are no longer my inspiration. I no longer want to write like you.

I want to write like him. I want to write like Mr. Ryan Ross.

Not Mr. Fuck Up.

Fuck change

Why do we have to care about things? Can't we just be emotionless? Bastard coated bastards with bastard fillings. I wish we weren't so attatched to everything we know, everything we see. I wish we didn't have to care about anything. So when something goes wrong, when someone leaves your life for good, we aren't hurt. I wish tears never existed.



I hate how people change. I wish everyone would just stay the same. Or if they change, I wish they would change for the better, not the worse. If you had to, then couldn't you have become better? Fuck you, Mr. Fuck Up. Fuck you, Ms. Heartache. I'm sitting here bawling my eyes out for something that doesn't even concern me. It's none of my business. So why do I care?

Fuck change. Fuck caring. Fuck pain. Fuck tears. Fuck heartache. Fuck life.

Why the hell do I care?

Odd Poem

Fire of one thousand words.
Burning bridges,
Shutting doors.
Once in a life time.
Make a wish.
Sixteen candles can't commit.
Crossing fingers.
No more time.
Out of sight,
Out of mind.
Glossy eyes,
Choke back tears.
Bite your tongue and dissapear.
Check for rain.
Dance in streets.
Love the music,
Love the beat.
See a cat,
Cross it's path.
Fear it's power,
Fear it's wrath.
In the court,
Call him out.
All in favor,
All in doubt?
Who remains,
Undecided?
Keep your head.
Not delighted.
Spill the beans.
Clean 'em up.
Tell the truth.
You'll get good luck.
Karma comes.
Karma goes.
Karma thinks.
Karma knows.