My Heart

Here are some poems I thought that my readers might enjoy. They are pure fantasy, so in other words don't read too much into them.

My Heart

I gave it to you

I gave it willingly

I gave it to you whole

I gave it to you with care

You looked at it

You took it

You scrutinized it

You have it

Now, what will you do with it?

Numb

Can't eat

Can't drink

Can't breathe

Can't move

Can't feel

Can't think

Can't sleep

Can't dream

Can't cry

Can't sigh

Can't die

Can't live

Can't...

So I Did It

I took the plunge. I peed in the wind. I jumped out of the airplane. So here we are. I told him what was what and now we are stuck. My mind is a whirl. He told me he knew after all. HE FREAKIN' knew! But now he doesn't know. How did this life become so complicated? When did the world stop spinning, and why am I not still completely on? He knew! That's what I am upset about! He knew! Well now I can breathe easy for a little bit, but still I want to hold on. He is the one to think now, not me. I just hope it works for the both of us. I understand his reservations, but he needs to consider that we are mature people (most of the time) and I think that we can work through this. Well, that's how I feel. I have an audition tomorrow, I hope that it goes well. I know that modern fairy tales don't always have good endings, but I hope that I can accept my ending.

I Hate You

Warning:

The following is just a thought. It is not directed at anyone! It is merely a ranting of an unhinged mind! You have been warned.

I HATE YOU

You are so stupid

I hate you

You never listen

I Hate you

You left me

I HAte you

You ignored me
I HATe you

You fell for him

I HATE you

He hurt you

I HATE You

You didn't like my advice
I HATE YOu

You abandoned me

I HATE YOU

I CAN'T TAKE IT

Can't you see how I watch you?

Can't you hear the tone in my voice?

Don't you see how much attention I give you?

Don't you hear the fear in my heart?

Won't you see the want on my face?

Won't you hear my anguish?

Shouldn't you see the pain in my eyes?

Shouldn't you hear the tears rolling down my cheeks?

My Friends

When I cry...you are there

When I fall...you are there

When I complain...you are there

When I am cheerful...you are there

When I lose it...you are there

When you are there...am I there for you?

My Bloody Valentine in 2D

So this is my St. Valentine's Day (Now with commentary) :



-Woke up (Oh crap another day!)



-Went to the bank (In the clothes I slept in, however I did put on a bra, my logic, if I got in a car crash and died I would want to be wearing a bra)



-Came back with cash (Not a good idea, it is already burning a hole in my pocket)



- Went to lunch (With one of my Bffs and her BF)



-Ate (Not very well, who knew it was so hard to make a sandwich?)



-Went back to my room (I am so lonely)



-Called home (In search of mom...she was at work, so I chatted with Dad)



-Called mom (Talked about how weird life is)



-Did laundry (Outta panties + No quarters = Undergarments in sink)



-Made a impromptu clothes line (Had to explain it to my roommate. It was constructed of yarn, tape, and safety pins; stayed erect in 3 attempts)



- Watched some Twilight Zone (Is that weird?)



-Put in Sweeney Todd (Roommate was talking to her sis so I couldn't hear it very well)



-Started blogging (And here we are)



So for all you lovers out there, just remember for us single bastards, V-Day is just another day...however you and your partners make us depressed...oh well... and tune in next time for another random pondering, thank you and good night planet earth.