Grown.
Built.
Shattered.
Repaired.
Repeat.
Always learning.
Never giving up.
Used to be a nice guy.
But found out that love is a trip
and fucking is a sport.
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
God Save The Queen! Well, looks like she can do that herself. 60 years on the throne and still kicking ass. #diamondjubilee (Taken with instagram)
I miss you.
“Aint Lion”
Fool
You call me a fool for ever falling in love with you
for tearing myself open and letting you bleed into my heart
just so I can feel it beat again.
You call me a fool for pushing you away
and making myself stronger, tearing off your parasitic I.V.
draining my will and integrity. You bled me dry.
You call me a fool for believing that for just once
you weren’t going to be another notch etched into my skin
joining the ranks of those other girls who have left scars tattooed in my mind.
No. Because I don’t try to piece together glass that’s been already shattered.
Because I have the resolve to apologize and let the fire burn me for what I’ve done.
Because I have the strength to not let myself become a sheep to a hyena
when I can be a lion feasting on my own happiness and watch you
sit and wallow in your pool of regrets and broken promises
while you let others throw you around like a rag doll
because you,
you can call me weak just to feel better.
Maybe you’ll realize it someday.
You’re a damn fool.
written word 1:21 in the morning.
Will post final product tomorrow.
Bleh, if not for my love for prose, I would probably get more sleep.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
John 15:13
Equilibrium
Everything in life eventually falls upon the same plane of existence.
And it is here that we find no disaster is any worse than the other.
And it is here that we find each happiness is no more joyous than the last.
It is here where all is similar and dissimilar. Seen and unseen. Familiar and strange.
Take my hand and I’ll bring you here.
It is where we can just stare into the depths of each other’s written pupils.
Knowing that we are the same.
Understanding of the peace we share.
You see,
You bring me here.
A place where the sun gives light and the moon sheds darkness.
It is a melancholic adventure into the world of unknowns.
It is a place we have yet to find.
It is a place I have yet to share.
It is equilibrium.
I still check on you.
No matter what happened between us, or how long its been since we last talked, I still care, I wanna know you’re doing and feeling. I don’t stalk you but just enough to know you’re okay because you’re still that person I miss and the person who will always be in my heart.
(Source: tumblrsupreme)
Stay Strong, brother.
