Its not happening.
My shift starts at 4


Danny boy, oh how you make me. I want to be as good as the girl from his past, I want to make him want me as much as I want him. I sit here in the dark listening to his breathing as he slowly drifts off to sleep. I feel sick to my stomach almost, knowing I will never suffice. Never be " perfect". I asked him to tell me, I wanted to know in hopes that whatever he got before I could hopefully challenge with my own skills in the future.Danny boy, oh how you make me.
He is handsome when he sleeps. Almost like the quiet before the storm. Except I want to curl up to the quiet, hold it tight, kiss it goodnight. And the storm isn't something I'm afraid of. I want to run in


FireworksI cant deny it this feeling is different exploding deep inside me Like fireworks on a mid summers eve and as they slowly fade I hoped to find the maker of those lights and I close my eyes, hoping and smile as the last one flickers outFireworks
but then the darkness comes again washing over my face and eyes blinding me from everything I love I gasp for air that isn't there I challenge the light to come back to me
But it doesn't.
So I walk alone down the streets of Calgary's downtown practically invisible
as if they cant see


Musical soul in subway landTonight the music echos in my ears I relish the sound the beats of drama and the harmonies of love taking the lead of the trance the foxtrot of melody I sway rhythmically with the music as the notes swiftly enter and exit my ears taking over my control as I bop my head to the beat as I loose control like the music singing my name in only a way I can here in a language I understand I scream for more I scream for the melody to say my name over and over backwards and forwards as my hips begin to sway my eyes close I can aMusical soul in subway land


Midnight Talks.1Today my eyes burn like past sun lingers there ever taunting me I would love for morning to shine upon me again,Midnight Talks.1
and show me its joys
my wrists don't hurt from an old habit but an inheritance carefully placed on my arm To cancel a Memory cancel an old pain
old games
I linger staring at my white walls
with eyes of my childhood making pictures on them
what lays to my left I call Home he is my all and my nothing
his heart beats slowly as he dreams of the things he wishes or memories of feelings past &n
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