a time for every purpose under the sun.
A time to be born and a time to die;
a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
a time to kill and a time to heal ...
a time to weep and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance ...
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to lose and a time to seek;
a time to rend and a time to sew;
a time to keep silent and a time to speak;
a time to love and a time to hate;
a time for war and a time for peace.
apathy sits like a rock.
uncertainty and fear scramble upon it, digging their childish yet strong fingernails into its crevices, and beneath all this huddles a faceless and pathetic creature, shivering and moaning in self pity and loathing. its brain moves like a colony of ants, constantly wriggling in repetitive circles. it waits motionless for change, selfishly wringing its limbs in terror of the unknown.
i feel crazy when i smile
they say it helps
but i know it’s a whitewashed lie on my face
i sometimes wish my dinner would rise completely in my throat & spew all over their pants, stomachs & into their shoes.
i smile anyway to appease them
& hoping that they know what they talk about.
we probably all have much better things to do.
you SUCK
Finally I don’t mind
Worthless tries at finding something else
Best not talk too loud
You’re not as smart as you require of them
Your body breaks
Your needs consume you
Forever
And with this lies the need to be here
Together
Funny thing with blood
You try to stand but neither leg’s awake
Just this side of love
Is where you’ll find the confidence
Not to continue
Your body breaks
Your needs consume you
Forever
And with this lies the need to be here
Together
i’ve been running in this direction for a while now,
and i stopped
to turn and look behind me and know
that i am running the wrong way.
it hits me like a surprise.
why did i go this way?
why did i ignore the initial plan for… a pursuit of happiness?
now i am sure it’s only ethereal.
that time spent has become useless in my quest,
mere distractions leading to loss
like ulysses and the sirens
i should tie myself to the mast and plug my ears.
little do i like to admit that i’m the sinking ship
and not the brave hero, strapped down and all the wiser for it.
rather i am a seaman who jumped overboard
ears bleeding in delight
drowning through the salty foam with fish maids on my mind.
i don’t know how to balance fun and school, friends and papers, contentment and crying fits.
maybe i should have never opened up.
i’ve lost myself…
an old picture of the koddy powers :) #koddy#powers#:3#love!
what would i want? sky #sky #want#sunset#truck
