The patterns on the bed amused me,
the carpet turned into something I couldn't walk on.
My clothes felt too big, or maybe I was too small?
Fear was not a word I knew,
but I got paranoid being outside with all those people watching us.
My thoughts raced as the shapes shifted despite my pleas to stop.
Then time slowed down and my body got restless.
What was I waiting for?
Cigarette after cigarette,
we waited by her door.
Were we waiting for the sun to rise?
Maybe we wanted someone to walk by and ask if we were ok.
Eventually it ended and we went about out lives
as if the ceiling never changed colors
or the trees never whispered
The patterns on the bed amused me,
the carpet turned into something I couldn't walk on.
My clothes felt too big, or maybe I was too small?
Fear was not a word I knew,
but I got paranoid being outside with all those people watching us.
My thoughts raced as the shapes shifted despite my pleas to stop.
Then time slowed down and my body got restless.
What was I waiting for?
Cigarette after cigarette,
we waited by her door.
Were we waiting for the sun to rise?
Maybe we wanted someone to walk by and ask if we were ok.
Eventually it ended and we went about out lives
as if the ceiling never changed colors
or the trees never whispered
I'll sing you a summer song,
a tune of wind & heat to melt the snow.
I'll call out to you words of longing,
to make your frozen heart begin to glow.
I will bring you scented beauty,
that will take your winter sighs away.
Find you fragrant opulence,
and tear down your world of gray.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
If only you would have me,
I'd change our world today.
If only you would let me,
I'd find our words to say.
If only you would love me,
We'd no longer decay.
Your Summer lord's promises,
Just a breath away.
She took her little jewelry box,
and lay all her feelings inside it.
She cried a tear, right before,
she lay all her sadness away.
She dug a hole behind the church.
Not feeling anything at all,
she placed the box in-between,
mud and dirt, with ice cold hands.
She buried the box,
so no one could find it.
And off she went,
to one last place.
--
She stood at the edge,
of that big, cold cliff.
Looking down as she felt
-nothing at all.
With no expression on her face,
she took one last, deep breath,
before she lifted her cold arms,
and flew away.
When Jack sees Jill walking alone in the hall, he can't help but wonder if she's that way on her own, or if people just forget she's there sometimes. Maybe she's just eccentric enough that it causes her to fade into the back-drop and be forgotten from time to time.
And when Jill sees Jack talking with the girl who lives a couple streets over, well, she bumps into her friend Reality and realizes that love is not a thing for girls who tumble down hills like tree branches.
Jill likes to make up excuses for the crescents underneath her gray eyes; 'Last night I couldn't get to sleep because I had a headache.' Or, 'I'm just not wearing make-up to
Apocalyptic Eccentrics by Laughing-And-Crying, literature
Literature
Apocalyptic Eccentrics
This is for that girl who spends countless hours standing in front of her mirror, the one that knows if she finds a way to enter her backwards-world without shattering the glass, she can break through herself to find who she can be. That girl that's too frightened to act upon her dreams due to the very real possibility that they may be her downfall, and she may fail. This is for The Cowardly Dreamer
This is for that boy who looks to his feet each time he takes a step, the one too terrified to look the world in the face for fear of tripping. This is for the guy who wishes with all his heart that he'd bump into someone in the process, so
Fall asleep all alone,
hear the words echoing in my head,
"Don't come home. Don't come back."
See things move in the dark,
remembering the pain and the lost hope,
"You're heart, if you have one, is broken and black."
Stray from the right path again,
try to sell my soul, but there's nothing to sell.
"You've got it all girl, but a heart."
You pulled me back to you, into your arms
and I cried for hours because it felt okay again,
"No matter what, they'll never take us apart."
You kissed me then and as the voices of the past sing to me,
I think of you and for once I think I'll ignore them,
"We can run away, we can take our life and
I'm not a big fan of change, yet I take every opportunity that comes my way. My past has helped shape me into the person I am today and I wouldn't change a thing about it. I'm happy to have the life I have. I have amazing friends and I'm blessed to be able to love every single one of them.
I'm 19. I study art in college. I want to be a Pixar animator one day or a tattoo artist.
My life is crazy. And that's how I like it. Don't try to slow me down, or you'll just get pushed aside.
-------------------------------------- I needed someone to set the world on fire with, I found him :] 8-4-10
Current Residence: Boca Raton Favourite genre of music: Rock Favourite style of art: Abstract Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: iPod Favourite cartoon character: Gir Personal Quote: "Those who mind dont matter, those who matter dont mind" - Dr. Seuss
im so bored. jacksonville is so lame. ive slowly come to loath weekends, theres never anything to do. at least until mike moves up here, then ill be able to see him everyday again. i miss my best friend, it sucksss. but school is going well, ive been working really hard and its paying off. its nice. hopefully i find something to do this weekend so it goes by fast... blehh...
laptops finally working again so i might upload some of my artwork soon... lifes been crazy, between my job and now night school im getting so stressed. throw in constant family problems and the daily dramas of life, sometimes its all too much. but im getting through it. soon ill be back up in jacksonville away from this stupid house.... well, time for my 4 hour class at pbsc now, woohoo -.-