I just guess i'm in a Fab Five mood today :)

Every moment,
Can’t be savored enough,
Can’t be held forever, like it should be.

And I don’t want to live the day,
Where those moments can’t exist,
Anymore.

I don’t want to feel,
That raw emptiness,
That passive grasping for something more,
Rendered useless.

If these moments,
Can last forever,
Then why shouldn’t they?

A poem in the style of the Fab Five

Once you’d gone,
It was never the same,
Despite would you told me,
I thought I was to blame.

And I remembered,
Every fault I’d shown,
I didn’t realize,
What it’d be like once I was alone.

I’ll be patient,
If you give me a reason to,
And even if…
How do I know it’s true?

Even when people,
Told me I shouldn’t
I still believed in you,
When you couldn’t.

But what do I have to show?
Did everything I did just evaporate?
Did it mean anything?

What's the Point

what's the point,
if it all goes to nothing,
if it all collapses,
on itself?

where do i stand,
if not nowhere,
it deosn't matter,
i'll just fall down,
eventually.

then why get back up,
but only to savor the moments,
when you can reach farther
than just within you,

when you can mean more,
than just what you mean to yourself,
that's why we pick ourselves back up,
that's why we live.

uhhhh im bored so i wrote this fictional poetry, enjoy it my Fruit Loops w/out milk (cuz they're better that way...)

With hand outsretched,
and gnarled from years of emotion,
he offered to help me up,
and bewildered was i,
at such a happening of this old man,
helping me up from the ground,
nodding all-knowingly....

Petting my cat!!!!!!!!!!!

He runs to the rug as he sees you approach,
lies down, waits to be pet,
one wrong move, and he'll jump up,
edging away, dissapointed in you.

And you can't help to feel guilt,
a sweet sorrow, that yet miniscule,
lingers in regret,
to pet another day

From this day forth...

i have an Alter ego, so if you hear this name, its me undercover (winkwink)...

DAMIEN PAPRIKA THE THIRD

My word of the day

i can't stop saying...

GOULASH