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you’re doing all these things to sell that you’re alright. that you’re okay. It seems that everybody can buy anything, cause no one stood there to read the small print, the small creases on your forehead, the small things thing son your face. so you may be a good salesman. but to me, your average. you’re worse than average cause I saw right through you.

Posted By Nightawait On 02.07.2013 @ 8:11 pm

the concrete armor that floats around me every time I speak. but. I get too attached to all these people, and it still stands. how do you explain that, dearest wall that so typically prevents the heart from getting close?

Posted By Nightawait On 02.03.2013 @ 4:16 pm

logical processes through which we find the supposed solution we were doomed to find in the first place. and then there are those; the complex natured structures that we can never quite completely rap our heads around. how I wish, you would try to comprehend just may be a fraction of an inch of what was in mine.

Posted By Nightawait On 02.01.2013 @ 5:19 pm

I was convinced. certain that nothing else could save me except him. His arms around me would hold me together until I was whole again. His lips were the only ones that could dry these tears, and he was all I wanted. A year ago, I wouldn’t have been so convicted in my choice. but here I was.

alone. even with that strange emotion.

Posted By Nightawait On 12.31.2012 @ 8:53 am

I raised my head just a little, to see nothing but the same things i saw yesterday and the day before that… how I long for the moment I can stem out and finally see the blue-gray ceiling, sapphire in its vastness, that everyone else walks under and seems not to understand.

Posted By Nightawait On 12.29.2012 @ 6:54 am

Her heart weights a tonne As she blinks through every day it won’t go away (haiku)

Posted By Nightawait On 10.08.2012 @ 3:56 pm

Her heart weights a tonne As she blinks through every day it won’t go away

Posted By Nightawait On 10.08.2012 @ 3:55 pm

her heart weights a tonne as she blinks through each day she wished for less and all she gets is more what is this matter? she asks. where will it go?

Posted By Nightawait On 10.08.2012 @ 3:53 pm

numb i watch someone else’s arms hug me, trying to hold me together im afraid of what i am… who i am

sand im holding on so tight, it slips away

rose where are your petals?

earth its precise rotations leaving me behind in my thoughts

ocean where is the surface? i think i’ve gone under

faces travel past me… they have somewhere to be, somewhere they are.

hands still in this long briefness

drops running down like rain– it’s like i’ve fallen from the sky

deep wound in my back

blood rushing in such complete silence, it’s as if it were unmoving

lonesome day night fog

me.

Posted By Nightawait On 09.06.2012 @ 1:54 pm

lost and desperate hoping to be magnanimous

and then it begins, as i see shrivels of hope, beams of light, staffs of red the irony the ivory colour of your eyes the sensation, the desire as the seconds ticking by standing, gazing impudence.

tell me, i find my way

and then im back in this lost and desperate place,

why?

Posted By Nightawait On 07.31.2012 @ 8:14 pm

lost and desperate hoping to be magnanimous

shrivels of hope, beams of light, staffs of red the irony the ivory colour of your eyes the sensation, the desire the seconds ticking by standing, gazing impudence.

tell me, i find my way

and then im back in this lost and desperate place

Posted By Nightawait On 07.31.2012 @ 8:11 pm

ill try to follow it exactly word for word the mechanical approach just as you wanted just as you asked cause it wouldn’t matter to me it would only matter to you it should be precise to the last intrinsic detail no method, just spot on on the double just as you like it.

Posted By Nightawait On 07.21.2012 @ 7:41 pm

these little words traveling across the page like little birds

am I crazy to think I could walk along with them

not the same as what you are not what they see

could I be? would you let me…

I’ll wait for the answer

even though i know with the bat of an eye you’ll paint a Vincent Van Gogh

Posted By Nightawait On 06.22.2012 @ 6:19 pm

that used to be mine, what you’re holding. yeah, that. what are you looking at? I wasn’t really speaking to you. It was something I wanted to say, but was too afraid to, so please just look away. It doesn’t matter, it’s not like it ever did… we’re gone. it’s not like we ever existed in the first place. So pretend I was never here, and walk on in your life, just like you would have. No, don’t hesitate… keep going. Don’t look back.

even though it did.

Posted By Nightawait On 06.04.2012 @ 7:41 pm

walking past him and her and all of them

i just want out and in all the same

is that such a sin… why cant I cant have it?

Posted By Nightawait On 06.01.2012 @ 9:16 am

i jumped off the roof and there he was his eyes sinking into mine moving closer as if i knew him all my life

Posted By Nightawait On 04.25.2012 @ 1:18 pm

it was a kiss to build a dream on

it held me brought me in

and never let go

even though you did

Posted By Nightawait On 04.14.2012 @ 4:36 pm

It was so intense She thought she might break without his arms around her

(haiku)

Posted By Nightawait On 04.13.2012 @ 6:49 pm

The sound was blaring She thought she might break without his arms around her

Posted By Nightawait On 04.13.2012 @ 6:47 pm

my heart throbs, the tear drops of your eyes

and she aches because you had to say good bye

but she never even knew why

Posted By Nightawait On 04.08.2012 @ 1:47 pm

you reach out to move up, but all you end up doing is falling. because it was just too high because you just weren’t good enough because you gave up because everything just came crashing down because you couldn’t because it didn’t matter anymore

even though it did

Posted By Nightawait On 04.07.2012 @ 5:46 pm

seemingly torture

from above the gaze

what a stupid girl

what terrible lies

in her own heart

his eyes pierced through her

and everything ended up

backwards

Posted By Nightawait On 04.03.2012 @ 3:23 pm

i waited for it to stop paranoid of its beginning and then starting to daze into the fog created by her

with the lace around her fingers and the auburn hair sparkling bright under the sun her voice radiating her actions rippling all i could do was stare from down below from the ground level headed and afraid what if? may be..? should i?

but i left without a word leaving her all high and mighty be being in need not miserable or depressed but simply deprived of what she had

but she stared after me, as if i had it all

Posted By Nightawait On 04.02.2012 @ 6:00 pm

the emotions flared, sky rocketed into the sky setting fire to the flames but nothing came through her eyes because she didn’t even have a chance to say good bye

Posted By Nightawait On 04.01.2012 @ 6:59 pm

the emotions flared sky rocketed into the air what did i tell you? i told you it would be this way like the blaze of a fire

Posted By Nightawait On 04.01.2012 @ 4:42 pm

I witnessed the spear going through the heart .

Posted By Nightawait On 03.29.2012 @ 4:24 pm

impatient lines ahead. look out, behold. the life is calling.

why was i never told?

Posted By Nightawait On 03.27.2012 @ 1:48 pm

what a funny word. drifting. its slow, gradual and steady. almost as if nothing’s happening, you barely realize it, but a small part of you knows.

Posted By Nightawait On 03.26.2012 @ 4:38 pm

Wouldn’t it be exquisite up there? In those lofty chambers of crystal and glass? Looking down on the rest of the awaiting world. I can look out and marvel for hours on end at the beauty of it all. There won’t be lives falling a part, or people glaring into infinity. At least not the kind we see today. May be I shouldn’t even try to explain it. I’m doing it such injustice with my petty little words and what may seem like redemption. I can’t wait. it’ll be amazing. the most extraordinary thing, beyond description. How I would love to be there, with such prestige. And what I look forward to most, is the the one smiling at me. no disappointment in that eternity. no sighs of sadness and despair that last more than.. less than a heart beat.

“But wait. How do you have any guarantee? That’s right. At the rate you’re going, you don’t”

Posted By Nightawait On 03.24.2012 @ 6:09 pm

following me from behind full and empty at the same time a hardy ache in my mind seemingly pleasant to the witches of your kind.

Posted By Nightawait On 03.22.2012 @ 4:58 pm