Sunday, October 30, 2011


Words. Once they're said, once they're written... they can't be taken back. The thoughts running through my head are screaming to be dictated, to be penned. But once i do that, my world may change. The words that are begging for release may build friendships, or ruin others. They may help my reach my goals, or they may land me further in this hole that is my life. And lets not forget about feelings. They say that "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me." obviously whoever said that had an overload of self-esteem cause words can cut deeper than any knife. As time goes by, my thoughts get closer to becoming the spoken -or written- word. But is my reality worth changing? Or am i better off where i am now? I suppose without taking that chance i'll never know. So i'll take a deep breath... And let it all out, words rushing to fill the ears of whom they belong to.

Safe and Sparkling

I've forgotten the way the stars sparkle,
and the way the moon shines.
The lights all around me drown it all out,
but out here in the backwoods they're prettier than any diamond ring.
Out here, the darkness surrounds me in a close embrace,
allowing no room for fear.
Looking up i know i am safe,
wherever i am,
and wherever i'm heading.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

People oh, People

With me and people, it's a love-hate relationship. There are some that i absolutely can not live without, while there are others that i can't stand. Then there are some who fall in between. Those are the ones that i'll smile and nod to, perhaps strike up a conversation with just to pass the time. You all know where we stand, but don't underestimate our relationship. If its still not clear and you're confused, i'll be sure to straighten it out so you understand. Then we can continue on with our lives and the world will then be much, much better.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Fire

Watching the fire,
i see all my problems burn.
It doesn't take long before they are reduced to ashes,
the red hot coals pulsing as they cry out one last time.
Once the warmth of their presence dissapears,
the chill of their memory will continue to haunt me.
Walking away,
i know i'm no warmer than before.
If anything,
memories are colder than the real thing.

Saturday, October 08, 2011


Slowly its becoming clear to me. Best friends are redefining themselves as just friends, and friends as just acquaintences. This house I live in finally feels like a home, but more and more I realize that here isn't where I belong. Sitting in the stands by myself, near so many students, makes me understand that I never belonged here. The coming months may bring change but untill then I'll continue with my life. I'm my own best friend, my own worst enemy; and I suppose that's all that really matters in the end.

Monday, October 03, 2011

I Knowwwwwwww..

Yes, i am wearing a skirt.... Yes, i know the high is only 58.... No, i'm not stupid; just a wee bit chilly ^.^

Sunday, October 02, 2011

Thank You!

i just realized that i can see that some people actually have seen my blog... people from Alaska and throughout the US (: i think i have my profile on FB to thank, but thank you to those who have found this in the ways i have this listed, such as on my BOX and FB profile. many thanks again!