the transformation beneath your shadows

im all alone in the daylight. I wither like a rose, after being cut with a knife. I wander in hopeless beauty. bleeding through my footsteps. leaving my mark, while entering the meaning of a new life.
I smile while looking back, when I remember, our memories.

the smell of death has never been so appealing in the morning, with the sun rising, it helps me forget the fading touch of knowing what a new day used to feel like. shattering me wide awake, not wanting to live in this. knowing that im a dreamer, yet am I on my way to finding my home sweat home.

Feeding Lions with my Bare Hands

I want to run away and start this fire with the matches we bought.
running into the fire with you, our burning flesh cannot be controlled. so let our hearts bleed fire. and wait until the firemen come and put out the flames, by then it will be to late. we will be forced to sleep in coffins.

but it all happens before I wake up. right before the best part.

right before we walk through heaven.

and my mind seems to want to screw with me, flipping the channel to a dream where you were with someone else.


and I'm burning by myself. but this time, my tears wont be seen.

Earths rotation

I see the funeral of my friends, or at least mine actually. You can say I'm completely insane. I say I'm pretty crazy also, but that just makes me normal. Because we all call ourselves crazy every once in a while. It's all for fun really, being crazy. Not true. I'm insane. I love it when I'm driving down the road when someone else is on the wheel and I'm just sitting in the passengers seat listening to soundtracks, staring into the distance, planning out movies in my head. Every once in a while, I'll jump up and scare my brother, because I just had the perfect movie moment. When the music is just right, and in sync with my life around me. I feel perfectly special, for those five seconds of earths rotation.

One time, I wondered off while at sea world and saw the giant panda whale. I can't remember the name of it. Something like mushu? Or fabu?

Wait wait!! Oohhh it's on the tip of my tongue!!!
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...
Oh my gosh!!!
Thank you random girl from park city!!
It's shamu!!!

Anyways, I was listening to the soundtrack from that one crazy movie with the dreams...and more dreams or something like that and the shamu guy freaking lays on top of the edge of the water and shoots me down with water. His helper guy wasn't very happy and I got escorted out, and they gave me a bunch of free shit. I complained some more and I got to ride on a go cart and get a free tour of the entire place!
Best day ever, oh and they gave me a whole new free outfit

Did I mention that I was out of the splash zone and was the only one who got wet

That shamu thing freaking projectile shot me down, I even fell back. I was on, like, the 32nd row back, and I was the only one who got wet.

Well the music went really well right before he shot me down, it got to the rise, and right when he shot me, the bass kinda dropped

Shamu knows me..

Hearts and wings from inside my dreams

Before the blood bacame old, I dreamed about fairy tales. I dreamt of animals with wings, and how I grew jealous of the animals. In my dreams I would become a complete lunatic. I would wake up in the middle of the night furious.

So In my dreams I cut there wings off. And I never felt more calm.
Then one night they came and cut my heart out.
Because their hearts where part of the sky. And I would have cried. But

They cut my heart out.. So what was I to do?

So I kept on walking