Through it all I've made my mistakes,
I'll hold on to this,
I know what I did and how so,
I won't let this go..
What you will find ?
November 11, 2008
October 20, 2008
R.I.P
Marooned amidst a sea of marble crosses, you rest, in peace now.
Fond memories carved by crafted hand, etched deep in gilded gold, forsake you.
Players on a painted stage performed their ritual role.
Poisoned promises, masquerades of love.
They took what you could give, then left.
Abandoned and alone, you held your own, until the birth.
Then drop, by bright red drop, so she could live. You passed.
And as you did, the crimson flow of life coursed through her veins.
Death, vanquished by survival.
The mind masks the spirit spilling out.
You sleep, she misses, I mourn.
On better days, I hold the helm, while she rests her childish heart upon a simple cross, that guides us both across the tidal waves of life.
White beacon, buoyed in stormy seas, deliver us from evil.
- Marty Kay
God bless.
Fond memories carved by crafted hand, etched deep in gilded gold, forsake you.
Players on a painted stage performed their ritual role.
Poisoned promises, masquerades of love.
They took what you could give, then left.
Abandoned and alone, you held your own, until the birth.
Then drop, by bright red drop, so she could live. You passed.
And as you did, the crimson flow of life coursed through her veins.
Death, vanquished by survival.
The mind masks the spirit spilling out.
You sleep, she misses, I mourn.
On better days, I hold the helm, while she rests her childish heart upon a simple cross, that guides us both across the tidal waves of life.
White beacon, buoyed in stormy seas, deliver us from evil.
- Marty Kay
God bless.
October 15, 2008
October 14, 2008
tell - t . i . m . e
have you ever felt that you were someone else when one gives compliment to you for nothing?
have you ever felt that the truth doesn't really matter anymore?
the adrenaline rush and thrill, all you have to do, just nodded and agree.
it was suppose to be happy.
it was meant to be happy.
tell me,
how would you be in two places at one time?
tell me,
how could you be so gracefully in joy and tormented at the same time?
tell me,
how did it happen?
tell me,
where did things went wrong?
I am grateful. Thank god! Im out of the mist. =D
have you ever felt that the truth doesn't really matter anymore?
the adrenaline rush and thrill, all you have to do, just nodded and agree.
it was suppose to be happy.
it was meant to be happy.
tell me,
how would you be in two places at one time?
tell me,
how could you be so gracefully in joy and tormented at the same time?
tell me,
how did it happen?
tell me,
where did things went wrong?
I am grateful. Thank god! Im out of the mist. =D
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