I’ve had my run; baby, I’m done. I’m coming back home.

Though it’s hard to let you go, there’s comfort in knowing where you’ll be. It is said that death is the doorway into eternal life. This isn’t the end, but rather, the beginning. You left your mark in our hearts and that’s where you’ll always stay until the day we see your face again. Until then, we’ll look towards the sky and feel you in our souls. There is rest for the weary. Rest in peace, grannylindpants.

                                                                              04/01/09

Unfortunate Happenings

The patter of raindrops and the sudden boom of thunder had everyone on the edge of their seats before the night drew closer. It seemed an odd night was drawing upon us but no one could quite place the reason as to why. Mysterious things appeared to be occurring rather frequently on this murky night. It were as if someone had placed a shade over the sun and the whole town had become consumed by its darkness. Every clock in town had slowed its rhythmic ticking to a halt and every picture had fallen from its secure place upon the wall. This was not a night like any other. No… tonight would be different.

THE BLACK DEATH

[Tidbit from English paper]

 

“Bodies were consuming the streets in lifeless heaps like broken dolls, children were singing of falling like ashes, and the smell that lingered in the air was enough to make you cringe. Life was no longer about living it up, it was about learning how to survive every single passing day.”

WALKING WITH SILENCE IN DECEMBER

There she stands; looking into the mirror

Right into the eyes that are familiar; in yet, not so

Eyes that are empty; eyes filled with nothing

Staring back at her; a face of fear, of shame

Screaming into the mirror, pounding her fist

Nothing she ever does is right… nothing

She’s searching for answers to questions that remain unasked

For fear of the truth

For fear of what it could mean

She wants to know what it’s like to love

She was told:

            “It’s like walking with silence in December

             feeling like your heart just exploded into

             millions and you don’t care enough to feel it.”

Such a foreign feeling to her

She’s never felt that

She falls

Hitting the tile floor hard

She doesn’t know who she is anymore, she never did

MAKE A SCENE

At my house tonight

Something is not right

What could I have done to make him so mad

What could I have done to be so bad

Tonight will not be quiet

There will be a riot

No one can see the pain I feel

But this is real

All the cuts and bruises

All the lame excuses

My words will not be left unspoken

Tonight, the silence will be broken

ANOMALY

Here’s to you…

And how you left me

Stranded and confused

Here’s to you…

And how the world stopped around us

A slight glitch in the spinning

A wrinkle in time

So promise her you’ll stop talking to me

Promise her you won’t even dare look my way

I did nothing wrong

This was not my fault

-honky

NUMB

I know you want to hurt me

I see the rage in your eyes

I know how to push you over the edge

*SLAP*

round one

And I just keep pushing

Why don’t I just shut up

*SLAP*

round two

Pain shoots through my body

Can’t you see how you hurt me

*SLAP*

round three

Down for the count

Fresh bruises on porcelain skin

I can’t breathe

Everything becomes distorted

GAME OVER

You win

3 years

X-Rays

Inhalers

EKG

Look at how you left me…