Defibrillation

      Hello my old heart, is that you beating? I've been wondering where you've been.  It's been far too
long that I've had this emptiness in my chest. I thought I had forgot how to love. I thought I was broken. So welcome home. Please, take off your shoes and stay a while. 

      I thought you might never return. I thought I would never again fall for your ways. But here you are and I'm falling, no I'm tumbling head over heels. How has it been being locked away, protected from the harsh idea called love? Are you sure you are ready to be given away again? 

      Please dear old heart, I know you're wounded and fragile, but don't leave me again. Being lonely is heartless and being heartless is real lonely. I hope you choose to stay. 

                I missed you...

Cigarettes

Fear is a cigarette. 

It's just a four letter word that controls us.

It's just a word, yet it runs our lives. 

I've seen life's ruined by cigarettes

I've seen life's ruined by fear. 

But fear is more addicting that a cigarette. 

And you could say that I fear cigarettes. But only more frighting, is fear. 

How to figure it out

 From the first day I opened my eyes, I've been trying to figure it out.

I've been trying, and trying, and trying. 

With little success I became comfortable with confusion and had a pleasant sense of perplexion. 

But do we always need to know the answer? Having every little detail figured out is overrated. 

I opened my eyes once again and realized that it's okay to not have it figured out. It's okay to be nothing but a spine as long as you keep breathing. It's okay to not be okay. 

Note to self: you don't need to have it all figured out.

listen to your elders...

Confessions from a Sunday Night Insomniac

-I want a tattoo so badly.

-I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. 

-I regret my first kiss. 

-I have tried to run away twice in the last year but changed my mind when I made it to the freeway. 

-I'm deeply scared of cubicles. They make me feel like I'm in an over-sized lunchbox. 

-When I was a young lad I was head over heels in love with Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen. 

-I hate the idea of graduation because then all the familiar faces won't be familiar any more. 

-My entire wardrobe is thrift. 

-I cuss to damn much. 

-I am completely addicted to The Smiths and Neil Young. 

-Sunday nights make me blue. 

Future

"What do you want to be when you grow up"

I don't know... And I hope to never know. 

For when I do, I will have just wrote the final chapter of my story.

5 Years Time

Where will any of us be in 5 years?

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