What Is Time?
The sound of time is one thing you can't ignore
Every tick of a second echo's to nowhere
Time rules the planet earth
It’s the symbolic bomb ready to blow away
There is no stopping it
There is no pausing it
There is no red or blue wires to cut
It goes on as life does
Time is a clock where things get stored
People are too busy to notice every second
They’re too much of ...
Saturday 11th October 2014 6:45 pm
Stranger of War
He is a soldier of his own war
His mind is a weapon of poison
The battle approaches each morning
The enemy grins at him in the reflections
His insanity runs through his blood
His fears invades his soul like intruders
He stands alone with an army of mistakes
Mistakes that represent eternal guilt
He shoots himself with venomous lies
He allows it to flow through his ra...
Saturday 11th October 2014 6:38 pm
"A Life That Lives Within Me."
It goes something like this:
Late at night, when things are at their most quiet, I feel a whisper walking through my sleep, asking questions within my soul, approaching me with utter silence and consuming it with fear.
I awaken in a faded colored world, leading an inexpensive life. It’s not what I want to have but it’s also not what I want to let go of.
How does one let go of all things t...
Saturday 11th October 2014 5:38 pm
Defining My Subject: "Numbness".
Heading from somewhere to nowhere, with uncertain self-control is scary.
Being numb is like being dead. To simply feel nothing, you are or somewhat believe to become nothing. I know this because I'm a victim of it.
I'm also free, I guess, I have no pain or sorrow –although I know what all these emotions feel like, or felt like- but also no happiness or joy. I'm unbreakable, there is nothing ...
Saturday 11th October 2014 4:55 pm
"Sunset Heartaches"
"Last hour of the fading sizzling sun
Picture framing my daylight faking fun
From a beating, numbing, broken heart
Warm on the flesh yet cold to the bone, Alone in bed, I finally no longer have to pretend.
Resting the tiring smiling muscles on my face, I recall a few memories that leave a bitter taste,
Really being happy many lonely nights before
Somehow I lost reason, and then s...
Thursday 9th October 2014 10:45 am
"Lose Ends of Unconditional Self-hatred"
"Lose Ends of Unconditional Self-hatred"
“It’s not about the steps I take
It’s not about the fear I taste
It’s not about the lies I create
It’s not about the wrongs I make
I pushed myselfless self over
I watched me fall
My grin hides demons
My eyes bury me in hate
I fall in traps I made myself
I hide in shadows of doubt
I go to hell and hope its home
I steal my truth and prove...
Thursday 9th October 2014 10:38 am
“Acceptance of the Un-acceptant.”
“Acceptance of the Un-acceptant.”
There is this place that I know. A place I have known for very long, a place where there is no path, a place that has no direction at all, just a place of pure echo of silence
It is a place that has become my friend, a place where I had to become my own friend. This place has a beautiful side and an ugly side. This is a magical place where I can explore. Bu...
Thursday 9th October 2014 10:28 am
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