Click click boom...

...and then the heart stops, but only for a single second, to remind the mind that hope has been restored.

Thankyou x

young

Temptation

Hand in hand the battles maybe won once in a while.
Behind the ribcage lies a beat that will always force a smile.
Becareful what you wish for in handling all that pain.
For once a mind is truely blown it aint the same again.

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The heart certainly does wonder

Hope is restored...

What would this world be without intelligence, what would true friendship and true love be without substance and ultimate brain usage. Today I have a smile on my face simply due to the fact I could share words with someone beautiful. For years I've written poetry in despair but sometimes it's nice to stop and think and realise there are other animals out there besides sheep....Hope is restored.

Sometimes It's the simple things in life.

x

LOVE.HATE.CREATE.

I ask you my brothers and sisters...who is the real animal?

All I've known is said and done, I've lost the war with something beautiful...seduce me
I'll carry on and break the mould, battle on and watch the daggers fall...reduce me
Run, run, run you can't run forever, we'll look pretty when we're dead together...believe me
Hush, hush, hush and drop like we're feathers, If the good die young then we'll live forever...or will we?

In love and war we are animals.
We faught the cause and fell admirable

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Happiness prescribed in a small amount

Whenever the time's write I'll drink and create, content with the nothing I feel for today.
Wake up for a new day, somewhere, somehow...Happiness prescribed in a small amount.

I'm scratching the surface of times rotting grave, but if there's a god I know he'd keep me away.
Content with the pleasures in failure I've found...Happiness prescribed in a small amount.

Does love tear us apart?

I think it's healthy in life to see 2 sides of love. Securing our hearts and preparing for the beatings bad and good.There should always be more beauty of course but poetry wouldn't be the same without the sadness. It's funny how sorrow and depression makes for such beautiful words and some of the best songs ever written. Is it that we simply cannot write about being happy? Is it our human dictionaries cannot fathom such elegant words through happiness?

Mr Curtis once sung these words with true sorrow..."love will tear us apart" and in the end it truely did. Love be it our love for a friend, a love for a soul mate, lover or passion for music, sport,hobbie,interest, does it all end due to love? If we love someone it hurts to breathe without their air surrounding us, if we love a passion of ours so much our world would be dead without it, does this tear it all apart? Does it make us overthink? Is love something we are all truely scared of as we all think of the end instead of enjoying the present?

...to be continued

ANGRY, YOUNG and PISSED

"We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars.However we won't and we're slowly learning that fact.

Now we're very, very pissed off."

Independance...whatever happened?

An apology to the universe...

An apology well not as much though more a warning to those who wish to read and share my words. It has been several years since I blogged like this on sites such as live journal and myspace, but now after all this time I feel I wish to share my views and thoughts on the world around me.

I found this site through a friend of mine I believe has alot to offer this world through intelligence and future life experience. Our conversations over ice chocolates wearing leather and venting against the world together this winter have inspired me to come out of my self preservation and isolation to stand up yet again and be a voice of reason through my words, art and music.

Thankyou little miss and and forever remain...ANGRY, YOUNG AND POOR

x