Friday, May 31, 2013

Scarf door knob

Just a scarf and the circle things for scarves and hang it on a door knob -- now you're got a colorful decorated door knob that you can still use efficiently!

Tuesday, May 28, 2013


The poisons
They seeps through the halls
taking the weak down the dozen
Just watch.
I do.
I see them fall prey to it.
They're changing.
It ay not be over night, but
You see it.
I see it.
Boys acting tough,
Girls acting sexy and appealing
Everyone thinking they're so much better than everyone else,
And those who realize they aren't, they fall.
Deep into the Abyss of a spiraling confusion.
Transparent intentions, amature motives, completely cliche.
Who am I?
What am I doing? What's right?
You know you should do something.
You see the answer flashing in the back,
trying to find its way out.
But amiss all the jealousy, hatred,
Judgement, desire,
despairing, and vanity.
High School.
Caging in hundreds of arrogant irritant adolescents to spend 7 hours together in.
Humanity at its worst.
Blind innocent hatred in middle school that grows
and devours a child's soul.
Even those in denial soon realise
The embarrassing lives they led.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

baby maybe

Baby maybe ill be safe in your heart
Baby don't you ever take me apart
But I know
I learned
Someday you'll just fly away
But Baby maybe he wont leave me afraid
So I say
I know I was wrong
I know in my heart so long
I knew it from the moment I saw you fading away
Baby maybe it was fun
But you never ever
You never ever gave me a chance
You wanted me perfect
But I can't play my life away
I knew it
I knew it
Baby maybe he wont cry for his way
Baby maybe he'll accommodate today
Baby maybe
Baby maybe he wants to stay
But I know
If it was you
You'd never
Never have it that way
You'd toss it out
Wring me out
Throw it all away
Take me apart and tear me to pieces
Then you'd leave my broken heart

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Food for Fun

I'm full
Why the hell am i eating when I'm full?
I know I'm full
I can feel I'm full.
But yet my mouth is asking for a little bite.
Just one bite.
But I know it's that first bite that's the most faftal
For that's the bite that'll lead me down a very dark path
A path filled with flavors
Color snacks
Munching, Crunching.
I just want it filling my senses.
Drowning me in all it's glory.
Yet one no longer does the trick.
I need more and more and I want it to last longer and longer
This is my Nicotine.
This is what Obesity starts with.
This is Obsession.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Nighty night

The night was young. Her heart was pounding. There was no reason to be scared...

But she was.

Lani... she heard a voice cry. Lani, help me. Please.

She didn't know the voice. It sounded like a child. She looked around for him, but saw nothing. Heard nothing more. She cuddled closer to the wall next to her bed, trying to blend in. Her blanket rose up and she closed her eyes.

And hour or so passed by and she was starting to doubt she ever heard anything. It was silent and she was drifting off to sleep.

Where is he?? a new voice said in her ear. She froze. This was a shrill mother's voice, though she didn't sound like someone she'd want as her mother. The boy was in trouble, Lani knew, but how could she help? This was a brand new house, and no one should've even had a chance to die in it. Instinctively, she turned her head to make sure nothing was there to make noise. Nothing was there but an empty wall. Girl, you tell me where my boy is.

The voice was starting to change, starting off as the mother and melting into a hushing whisper, but it wasn't getting quieter. In fact, after the words were said, it was just a rumble of indistinct whisper, like an ocean at night, getiting louder and louder.

Lani was done. She couldn't take this. She screamed, but nothing came out. She couldn't think to try speaking and only wanted to scream to make it all go away, but no sound came out. her mouth stretched into a silent scream filled with a terror that matched her eyes.

Now I don't remember what happened to her after that. No one would tell me. But I do visit her every night. She looks familiar, like someone I know well. Maybe I used to be friends with her. And her name has a familiar ring to it. I'm not sure. But I do recognize her clothes from the other night. She was wearing one of my favorite T-shirts and pajama pants. She's changed though. Now she wears a formal dress and is always sleeping. I wish I could talk to her. I want to know what happened that night I saw her screaming. I want to know why she was so familiar.

Saturday, May 11, 2013


fast as you can
hard as you can
just run.
You take your heart and soul
your life and maybe
Then you'll see
Why your life is not flying by
It was not meant to be
You can't rush through it all.
Baby steps
One by one
Slow and steady
Then, you'll go miles
Further than you've ever dreamed.
boring and so on
But it works.
Trust me
And you'll see
The person you've always
dreamt to be