Thursday, September 18, 2008
I always observe people and situations as an outsider, detached physically, mentally and emotionally. Now I am contemplating in explosions of heavy sounding beats and tranquil moments of solitude. I’m always misunderstood often inwardly guessing the cause, affecting my decisions, questioning my very intentions.
I am internally looking at a bigger magnificent mosaic, the mosaic of reminiscent dreams. This is a princess trapped in a sparkling glass, both full of life and lifeless in a given moment. Making a great picture made of many small delicate pieces. My world surrounding me devouring my spirit leaving a void, burdened. I am now stranded watching people walking pass thinking ones thoughts; waiting to be looked upon. I am a soft tender beauty with piercing words; flourishing by a single whisper.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Life is unchanging, chaotic, which is never ending.
I watch proper steadily doing the daily routine, cleaning and chatting.
People worried about the rippled effects of the stock market plummeting.
The jobless rates ever increasing, as people are looking for jobs in the dieing market.
I worry about the color of lipstick, thinking about a soft pink hue.
A tender and gentle color.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
I sit here contemplating deeply what changed doing the warm summer. My hair changed to reveal a tender face if looked upon, my personality riveting slowly, like a eternal diamond becoming more beautiful as time passes, friendships being tested by chaotic times of situations seeming rare, but true, pure, and honest. A summer of new friendships made pushing emotional and mental limits, like a sweet innocent rose being pulled from inside out.
PS. I will edit again.