the end
and here ends the story of the invisible. well, more acurately, this account. the invisible lives on, in joy and peace. the invisible is a survivor. the invisible learned how to love himself, and in doing so loved others like never before. the invisible was given a second chance at life, and he used it well.
so i leave you with this. use this as a reference for those who are the invisible in your life. never let anyone live what the invisible lived, because he lived hell and that’s not what a human deserves. he survived, and it is possible for you to as well, and for them, but it is better if they never live it at all.
“be strong. live honorably and with dignity. when you don’t think you can, hold on.”
october 25, 2010
bring me back to consciousness
to passion
to conviction
to love
to life
i feel so apathetic, so pathetic,
weak so weak
i can’t fight anything
but i wouldn’t fight it anyways
because all my past everythings
know what names to call
whisper in my ear
win my heart, and i’m
willing wanting ready
for their fire
i want my fire back
need it back why did
it ever leave?
come back to me,
it’s cold here
i can’t focus
can’t breathe
won’t fight anything
won’t.
september 23, 2010
it is
harder to
be soft
than it is
to
be
hard. i
could be
hurt by
something
other than
myself.
august 4, 2010
i feel you touch me,
but i can’t let you in.
maybe it hurts too much,
or maybe i just don’t want you anymore.
maybe it’s both?
what would happen if
i decided i didn’t want
to fight you anymore?
would you come in politely,
or would you invade?
indecision is a petty drug.
i need to jump past this
chasm of doubt to the
ledge on the other side.
whether the ledge holds or
crumbles is uncertain,
but i’ll never know if i
don’t find out
for myself.
here goes
nothing…
august 2, 2010
all the faint lights
they left me stranded
and lost…
but what are the faint lights?
were they moments
where i felt safe,
complete, warm, at
home?
were they they people
who i trusted with
my past, loved in
my present, and
inquired about my
future?
were they all
the hopes i
had of a life
well lived?
whatever they were,
they no longer bring
me light.
only shadows.
torn - 5/3/10
i want to trust you!
but somehow can’t
i want to love you!
but my mind says no.
why?
why is there a constant struggle?
this is not how it should be.
set me free, or else chain me in.
don’t leave me floating…
i need a defininte.
will you give it to me?
unexpected melancholy - 3/20/10
calm yet torn
silent yet screaming
together yet falling apart
un-called for fits of silent seething are more
than unsavory, yet probably more than slightly necessary.
come, save me,
find me, love me, now!
come? save me?
find me? love me? how?
confusion is the most annoying of the mental
weaknesses. pleased, fight with me to kill it!
i will journey, be
know be but worth it
that a it in the
it difficult will end.
“and all shall fade, the flowers of
spring… yet still it stays, the butterfly
sings… and all shall know the
WONDER.”
come, explore the wonder with me,
alongside our friends and lovers,
forever and ever,
amen.
"just because somebody doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with everything they have."
— unknown
