lunaredondo
Longing to do something significant
Lost in the ocean of the neatly dressed,
freshly pressed, white collared inhabitants.
nothing really matters
hanging off a hinge
slowly falling
everything ever known
ruined
i dont even know what this means
maybe ive been spelling "SHEPARD" wrong my whole life
wow.
whenever i see this word i think of jesus...
or some biblical reference.
if its the word im thinking of
who knows
pretty sure the feeling is mutual
although you wish it wasn't
and i wish even more so.
unfortunately shit gets messed up
there isnt anything in my brain
the density is gone
its nothing but a evaporated puddle of rain
so theres nothing there
what am i supposed to do?
Simplicity lies there within memories of the tumultuous laughter and colorful curves of that playground.
Even though you think everything you do is divine
its not. You are hiding behind lies, crouching behind your
perfect little face. Everything too deep perplexes you, for the truth is, you are crouching inside shallow waters. Full of nothing.
success is thought of in different ways.
to succeed is not always someone else's view of succeeding.
read that dad.
assisted by her 24-karot gold wheel chair, Ofelia cruised down the rose filled garden path and into the place she would soon call home forever.
head throbbing
heart pumping
wading in cool water
deeper.
finger popping
jaw locking
drowning in cool water
quicker.
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