So I was reading through my old Livejournal...

Yeah, I had a livejournal in highschool. I last update was in January of 2006. It's funny to reminisce, I was such a different person. I mean, I was me, but a lot younger I guess. I liked reading the comments and remembering the people I interacted with during that time of my life. I loved reading my old poems... brought back some intense emotions.

last on I wrote on there:

Give me a kiss
A thrust of the hips
Just a little taste of this
So you know what to miss

I'm sure you won't mind
Give me a little of your time
Don't worry everything will be fine
What once was yours now is mine

Come on, join the ride
Lust, envy and pride
with nothing left to hide
You'll find it much easier to decide

Go ahead, make the wrong choice
or leave it up to us boys
We'll help hush that noise
You won't even need Your voice

Nobody can hear you anyway
Sit there baby, just stay
I'll be back another day
No you can't go out to play

Shorter, but similar emotions, same person.

your love is like fire
your eyes burn desire
your lust is my hate
your thrust i await
your violence is filling
and i find myself willing
to be taken and had
its only good, because its bad


I also posted one of my favorite poems of all time, "Highway man" Look it up if you're interested, it's too long to add here.

[04 Mar 2005|11:34am]

oh my god october 15th

That ^^ was a horrible, horrible day.




I close my eyes
to pause my life
take a deep breath
try to catch the rest
its cold all around
but inside i've found
there's blood in my veins
and it warms my days
to know my heartbeat
can fill me with heat
to continue my life
with eyes open wide


two randoms


What happened to the sun these days?
it just doesn't seem to shine as bright,
but its heat grows completely unbearable.

It's like a person losing all the ways
to know how to do everything just right
A revolution of morality soon unbreakable.


This was weird to read: "This has to be one of the hardest emails I've ever written..." It was a 'goodbye' email to someone I had to cut out of my life for a time, but eventually we were able to salvage our friendship. We will always be friends.


This was probably the strangest thing to read... living such a life now that I, quite obviously, never thought I would. 


We're feeding on the flesh of our children.
Honestly, how could you kill them?
You sent them far and away
to be abandoned on their dieing day.
They sinned for your machine
doing deeds we wish we'd never seen.
Then you left all of their bones
in distant lands forever unknown.
And all you can offer their mothers
is a flag on their coffin for comfort.


Yeah, that one gets me....


This is one of my favorites:


What do you do when your cross is on fire -
and you're finding your faith is quite uninspired?
You fold up your hands when your eyes grow tired
and you pray to your gods through invisible wires.

What do you do when your heart cannot feel -
and you just need something to help it heal?
You turn to those people who pretend to be real
and they feed you a dish full of false appeal.

So please let me ask you once more my dear,
What do you do when your head can't hear
and your filling your heart too full of fear
What do you do when you look in your mirror?


I love this one:


To the sinners and the saints
here's what i have to say
watch the way you talk
and all the ways you walk
for they all show
us what you know
and what you will become
when your days have come undone
and your life's web is spun
we hold to us dear
all that we fear
the loss of a soul
grown far too old
is unwillingly downcast
so i have something to ask
i ponder the human task
to cry at the parting
of a life that is vexed
i find it disheartening
that we fear what comes next
why can't we accept
that everyone must leave
to move onto their next
Our children we deceive
heads filled with dreams
of faraway places
and perfected faces
why don't we let them see
that imperfection breeds
the best parts of us all
for even when we fall
we must stand up once more
and when we are down
we must even the score
find who you are
and find who you match
live to the fullest
and make every moment last
acceptance is rendered
open-minded every day
and always remember
to let come what may


I wrote these two during all the hurricanes:


It was in that moment, as I stood in the street
And felt the winds howling all around me,
I knew what it felt like to truly be free;
Supported by nothing but the air we breathe
And the tippy-toes on the ends of my feet,
I looked around as far as my eyes could see
And everything my vision touched was pure beauty.
_______________________________

I find my thoughts are free to fly
never to be stopped by this awe-inspiring sky
And I know that on this mystic night
I could surely live and die a thousand times
Fore I know in my heart it is quite alright
to live such an infinite life as mine.


OK I guess that's all for now. Random old poems lol I haven't written in years btw.