January 2012
1 post
“what is a poet? a poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music… and men crowd about the poet and say to him: “sing for us soon again”; that is as much to say: “may new sufferings torment your soul.”
-kierkegaard
November 2011
3 posts
fear.
“you cannot possibly live without the fear of dying”.
this came from a conversation i was having with a friend the other night… and i do not believe it could ring any more true. i have heard that the average person lives to be around 77 years old. if that is truly the case… the average person has around 28,105 days. 28,105 days to live… to love… to make mistakes… to learn from...
a love letter i never sent
just found this. wow. really letting you guys in on this one. she really was amazing. it just never made it into her hands or eyes. not sure why. hope to find this again soon… here is a piece of it (and me):
“last night… i wasn’t just running my fingers through your hair… I was running my fingers through strands of proof. proof of life. of living. of living in the name of captivation. as you are...
October 2011
1 post
September 2011
1 post
colour.
may your knuckles be as red as roses,
may blue always be your skies.
and even when your hair turns to gray,
may your flag never be white.
may you always see the color,
even in the dark of night.
yeah, if this life is just a canvas…
watch me paint it with my eyes.
-alexander michael deleon
August 2011
2 posts
July 2011
6 posts
May 2011
1 post
magic
one of my favorite people in the world sent me this today. said it had me written all over it. I adore it… and her.
“this spoke your name to me; thought you may dig it. it’s from “This Boy’s Life”:
“You know, I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time, in a magic town, among magicians. Oh, most everybody else didn’t realize we lived...
March 2011
3 posts
a simple game.
what do all of these lines have in common? :)
“i’m an angel with a shotgun. i’ll fight until the war’s won. i don’t care if heaven won’t take me back. i want to live not just survive.”
“i can’t keep touching you like this… if it’s just temporary bliss.”
“there’s shop down the street where they sell plastic rings...
sometimes you just have to sing “baby”...
February 2011
3 posts
January 2011
2 posts
living louder
if today’s the day i die,
lay me down under the lights.
let me fall in love,
and let me save a life.
let me lose my voice
singing all my favorite songs,
let me stare up at the stars,
cuz it’s where we all belong.
i’m living louder
dreaming longer tonight
i’m fighting harder,
loving stronger tonight.
we’re all just kids who grew up way too fast.
the good...
endlessly.
there’s a shop down the street
where they sell plastic rings
for a quarter a piece
i swear it…
no it’s not what you think,
not like gold in your dreams
but i hope that you’ll
still wear it.
yeah, ink may stain my skin
and my jeans may all be ripped.
i’m not perfect
but i’m perfect for you.
there’s no guarantee
that this will be easy.
but...
December 2010
6 posts
lipstick on a burning soul
there’s nothing left but skin and bones.
so tell me where you want to go,
we’re setting fire to solid gold.
lipstick on a burning soul.
we made a bed of gasoline.
you left a match between the sheets.
your pearly whites sink into me,
just to taste what’s underneath.
if i ignite you, can i put you out?
out of the ashes comes another shout.
i never meant to burn you...
broken is beauty.
this one goes out to the torn, the damned, and the shattered. in other words… this one goes out to the beautiful. break me. break me into a million pieces. chew me up and spit me out. i won’t mind at all. i’ll laugh from in between your teeth with a broken back. the human race is so concentrated on and fascinated by perfection, smoothness, and wholeness… and i will never...
October 2010
3 posts
it's coming...
we live with such great artistry.
we paint with blood,
a canvas love.
a broken heart is like a masterpiece,
for all to gaze….
a perfect frame.
but we’re just human,
can’t fight cupid.
we were born to fall apart.
so grab another,
lonely lover…
this is who we are.
hold your hearts in the air,
if you’re a soldier.
we only kill cuz we care,
cuz love has...
champagne glass full of ash,
if love is pain, then break my back.
and you say, you miss what we had,
i’m under attack, i’m under attack.
got scissors laying right next to my rosary,
had my fingers crossed while you were holding me.
eyes, those eyes, those eyes,
were like a match to me.
cuz a heart in love is a heart on fire.
and who are you try to fill up my chest up with...
September 2010
2 posts
Watchcover of “she will be loved” by maroon 5. this band is just incredible and adam is one of my biggest inspirations as a singer and frontman. tried my best to do it justice.
August 2010
2 posts
what would you do if i told you that i la la la la...
May 2010
3 posts
April 2010
2 posts
March 2010
3 posts
speechless.
a beautiful young lady named crystal kimberly just sent this to me. it really swept me off my feet. i thought the words were too precious to be seen and heard by only me. an amazing surprise to start my day. your words can touch and impact my life just as much as mine do for some of yours…if not more. words are not just a string of letters. they’re windows to the soul. thank you for...
February 2010
9 posts
i am not.
i am not immortal. there are only so many breaks my bones can face and so many beats my heart can brace, before i return to right where i started. i am no architect. there are only so many bricks i can strategically place against and on top of each other’s base, before the roof collapses and all of my work comes crashing down upon me. i am no teacher. there are only so many words that i can...
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do you remember me?
the boy who kissed you with his back against the tree.
i stayed awake to watch your smile sing to me,
i never shut my eyes…you were my only dream.
now i’m missing everything.
you were my marilyn and i was your james dean.
wanted to act out all the classic movie scenes,
but we were more in love than they could ever be.
do you remember life?
i’d...
a gift to you. “this i promise you”...