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Make Believe

  • Dec. 24th, 2009 at 1:52 PM

Here's the plan, we will make believe.
we will build castles by the sea,
and keep walking as the water carries em home
because anything is better than, alone...

We will write our names in the sand
yes in the darkest part of the land
just as the tide comes in to sweep
and I promise I won't weep,
not this time...

Because I am a big girl
and you told me not to
so I silence my hurt
and keep holding on
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Words of Wisdom

  • Dec. 24th, 2009 at 1:27 PM

When i was just a little girl
mommy warned me about the world
she said things, many things like this:

dont you ever fall in love
all these boys really want
is for you to give it up
Mamma lived a harsh cold life
so she could save you from that kind

cause you know that you
cannot trust those fools

they will tell you anything
to get you on your back
Thats how I met your father
so please trust me on that

You see we were just kids
back in 86'
He was the hottest guy in school
you know, real cool
and even though I was a band geek
he somehow made me feel weak


You need understand
that if he's a real man
Hell kiss you on the hand
and leave you at the door
curious and wanting more

So that same guy,
without really saying why
sixteen years down the line
left us all behind

so what is the price to pay?
three kids, nowhere to stay
The rent is over due
we don't have any food
and that same loving fool
is off with his new beau

I was the smart girl,
the good girl, college bound
But I fell for him,
and that's how I found,
he was a good kid
only stupid

mommy turned around
cigarette in mouth
i could see it in her eyes,
the regret she couldn't hide
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Without Refuge

  • Dec. 23rd, 2009 at 6:30 PM

The sunlight burns my emerald eyes
and bounces back into the sky
as I, a wastful human, humble
myself beneath it's rays and crumble

The song of the city slyly whistles through
the cracks between the sidewalk and my name-brand shoes
as he, a helpless human, simply finds a place to suffer
Cause his momma aint home cookin him a christmas supper

You see what we, wasteful we, fail to see,
is that man has no particular place to be
Even though snow is cold
and it is Christmas eve
Life don't get much better than this
when you're livin on the streets
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Green Christmas

  • Dec. 22nd, 2009 at 9:10 PM

As we near the established birthday of Jesus, I can't help but ponder, is it all worth it? The lavish decorations, the phony Santas, the massive spending?... I mean, really, is that what Jesus planned? Think about it man! In order to celebrate our lord and king, Jesus' birth into our sin-filled wretched world, we buy fruitcakes for neighbors and tinsel up trees in our living room while Walmart sucks in all the hard earned cash of the poor Chrisma-shopa-holics. By being born into such chaos was he damned to be the man that his father expected? Or was acheiving miracles merely on his list of to-do's before crucifixion? Is Christmas really a time to rejoice in the birth of our savior, or a time to blow our life's savings on forgettable nonsense? The sad truth is that no matter how much I am aware of the problem, I too, take part in it. I enjoy it all. The lavish decorations, the rediculous caroling, the phony santas, the constant spending! All of those terrible, wonderful things make modern Christmas what it is, what it has always been to me. Superfluous. :]
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One Angels Anger

  • Dec. 17th, 2009 at 12:07 AM

I feel like such a fool
waitin at the door for you..
Like a mindless porcelain doll
with no integrity at all

The past seven sleeps
have been nothin but nightmares
I know that you blame me
for all of the madness
But too bad for you,
I'm aware of the truth
youll no longer decide
how I will live my life

You can call me coward
You can say i'm weak
for givin up on our love
but you're not what i need

I have to tell you somethin,
Leavin you was so damn hard,
but you weren't in this for me
i knew it from the start

If anything this tought me,
don't ever give your all
and even though im sorry
i wont take the fall

Because, enough is enough
when its too much, too much

You forgot how to touch
I forgot how to feel
underneath it all
I knew it wasnt real

but I kept you in my life
regardless of the lies
Kept tellin myself
it'd get better with time

But now I am older, and wiser as well
You can take all your insults with you to hell

The warning signs were there all along
But i was too blind to call you out
Deep inside you know you are wrong
but you have your head in the clouds

Fictitious, malicious, of evil intent
they only know the man you invent
Too bad while you were asleep in your bed
I lifted the mask that sheltered you head

I saw the monster thats seething inside
a man of morals is no where to find
You are the image of the antichrist
beautiful bundle of insipid lies
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Caught in the Twilight of Love

  • Dec. 14th, 2009 at 3:42 PM

The sun is setting on my heart
As we lay here in the dark
Helplessly clinging to memories
in which we somehow believed
In us...

Wasting away with our thoughts
all of the days that we fought
but when you're fighting gravity
you must face reality
you and I were never meant..to..be

And there's a part of me wishing
for the end to finally come
But I'm so afraid of what I'll do
when you're gone

And why do you have to be so cold?
In these times where I need you the most?
Caught in the twilight of love
where you're not quite ready to give up...

And there's so much left to say
but no one opens up
cause you don't want to blame
or feel any fault
But there isn't any way
to avoid this talk
It's time to walk away
Caught in a twiligh of love
sadly it's time to give up
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I dont know what to name it.

  • Dec. 1st, 2009 at 11:27 PM

The minute hand dances in circles
the hour hand follows behind
The courage it takes to go further
is weighing me down all the time

I hear the music you're singing
sweet soothing blend of sounds
Neither of us can be winning
when we haven't spoken in months


The silence suffocates
The anger perforates
Talk to me wont you please
don't make me want to leave

Desperate attempts to salvage the past
When all along it could never last
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Understanding

  • Nov. 13th, 2009 at 1:14 PM

A man runs to him, screaming "Shes dead!", "She killed herself!". The man finally reaches him, out of breath and clearly horrified. His face loses color. He and the man run to the body. A girl, covered in blood, crumpled on the floor, with shards of glass lodged in her arms. I stand over them, silently watching. Is that me? I wonder. He lets out a heartbreaking cry,falls beside her, holding her. "why?" he asks, tears staining his cheeks. Under the florescent lighting, and the current circumstances, he looks ten years beyond his age. I watch, my hand clenching my chest. Why did I do that?! What the hell was I thinking!? I'm screaming to no one. I try to reach out and touch him but my arms pass through him. So It is true, ghosts are invisible, miserable beings, forever alone. He cries over her until they take her away. The screen changes, a few weeks have passed. We're at her mothers house. Her mom sits in the kitchen smoking a cigarette, staring blankly at a yellowed wall. I try to hug her, I know she feels me there, because I hear her say, "Baby, where are you?" "Baby please don't leave us." and I cry, my soul cries. I will no longer be granted the simple pleasure of life. Loving someone, holding them, conversing with them. Going out to dinner, celebration, birth. I will never hold another hand, I will never hear music again, watch a sunrise, go to the beach, play, laugh, endure, prosper... I want to live again, I would give anything to live again, but alas, I have already given everything to die. And I cannot come back. There are no second chances.I awake in a sweat, touch my face, my arms, I am solid, human, alive. I feel as if I have actually died, and come back. I feel completely aware of my life and I cherish it now more then ever.
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Shot for the Stars, and missed.

  • Nov. 13th, 2009 at 12:16 AM

I almost didn't wake up today

I figured it'd be easier to stay

right there in the bed where I am safe

where the world can't reach me and steal my dreams away

How long ago was it a part of me died?

The teen-aged girl that loved to rock the mic?

She didn't give a damn

about college exams

She lived to walk the stage

But life took that away

She fought back and lost,

Payed her dream for the cost

Fifteen-minutes of fame

What a fucking waste

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What makes me tick

  • Oct. 16th, 2009 at 12:16 AM


 There are just some things that make me tick, like a time bomb waiting to explode. In the room next door I hear football jerks obnoxiously recounting their oh-so-interesting tales of touchdowns and scores. The only thing their likely to score is crabs. I can't believe I had the perfect floor, but the worst roommate, and now I have the perfect roommate but the worst floor. What beautiful luck I have. So these football jerks are going on about whose biceps can beat whose and such other bullshit that only weak-minded self-ritious monkies like themselves actually give a shit about. All the while I sit in my bed pondering story ideas, and who do I choose to waste my time writing about? The same assholes that are tresspassing on my brain as I type these very words, the same assholes that as I speak are trying to plow one or both of the girls that reside in the room to the right of mine. Huh. Isn't life strange?

So today I was supposed to go to a dance here at school, only I wasn't feeling good so I napped instead.

Damn those fuckers are loud. I wish I could smash their heads together like coconuts. LOL wouldn't that be funny? Nahh they do that to themselves everyday at football practice, maybe that's why they don't listen when I ask them to please shut their mouths. Hmm. Theories.
I know the RA has to be hearing this shit! There is no way anyone on this floor is sleeping through it.

So today I had my long day of classes... All the while I was looking forward to hearing back from the Student Gov about the trip to costa rica..maybe their late with their choices.. or maybe I didn't get in.. Second one's more likely.. oh well.. There's always next years, by the way, if you haven't noticed when I type alot of periods after something it means I am disappointed.

I don't know if i've ever met anyone as obnoxious and inconsiderate as these jocks next door. They feed my prejudice more with every snide remark, with every loud bout of laughter trailed with heaving gasps for air. Cigarettes+physical activity=fail.

Anyway I'm off to try to sleep. If I can't I'll call public saftey. :] fuckers.
 

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