Completely Incomplete for Tuesday, April 6, 2004

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Tuesday, April 6, 2004

HIDING AWAY

Sunny day, I’m inside Behind closed doors I hide Away from those who can see my pain As I watch them through the window pane Lying in bed, not wanting to move Nowhere to go and nothing to do Not one comfort can I find Nowhere I can escape my mind So here I stay, hidden away With a mood more suited... Sign in to see full entry.

NATURAL BEING

I drift through the woods a zombie on two feet Letting the breeze through the trees navigate me Lost in a world of endless activity No wish or need to return to reality I stand in a clearing on the mountain I’ve climbed Letting my body consume the sun’s glorious shine Feeling the energy travel from... Sign in to see full entry.

OLD poetry old old old. okay, like 2 months old.. but gimme a break im 17!!

CONFUSION Sometimes I’m fine When you’re not on my mind When the past doesn’t make me wish you were mine I read your old emails And I relive the past Knowing that what we have won’t last You’re so confusing And I’m so confused Sometimes I’m happy To be without you I’m not sure which is denial The... Sign in to see full entry.

TRICKSTER SUNSHINE

I wish it were as nice out as it looks today But the icy wind yet blows away Carrying objects to and fro With random gusts blowing open the door The skies are blue; the sun is shining I’m indoors with the fire burning Spring teases and tantalizes my senses Tricking me into wanting to go out there... Sign in to see full entry.

HAUNTED BY THE CRAZY MAN

So I’m walking down the road I look down at a road kill toad I look back up and I stop short It’s crazy Mister Worrywart Always sneaking up on me Says I might get a disease Says hold your breath till you get past The stinking, rotten toad carcass So I do what Mister says Continue on my path He looks... Sign in to see full entry.

AFTERNOON WANDERINGS

I stroll down the path as a feather on wind Letting the sounds of the Earth fill my mind Squirrels, they skitter, Doves, they coo As my mind slowly drifts to you Simple memories of a perfect kiss Recalling sweetly, holding his hand The days when we were yet in love And simply couldn’t get enough Of... Sign in to see full entry.

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