whisperedmemories 

boiling point

today the opportunites seemed endless. it seemed as if I could continue living forever. I grow accustumed to feeling like my life is short lived, then it rapidly switches. I didnt bother to stop and think about any of the problems just listened to the good echoes in my head. I think I will listen to them more often.

the helper.

tranquil

it seems like life goes by stunningly fast. even faster with you gone. but slower when you come around. it spins and i feel like i will crash into the ground. i have been able to pull out before, but now i dont think i have the strenghth or the will.

love you in my box

today was beautiful, i was feeling quixotic. I wonder how to make my thoughts spill out of my mouth. They seem to complicated. i dont enjoy being unable to read, even though most think they have it down to a glow. So, lovers, have a beautiful day. the sun is shining, the snow is gleaming, and my latte is steaming. I could rhyme forever,....

dutifully yours.

new.

if i jumped now i think the clouds might reach out to catch me sometimes the most beautiful things are kept locked inside ourselves. but your eyes, the hold the secret, to see the beauty yet to be found in the world. you are the song i sing. when things get rought or to hard for your arms to hold, whisper my name, ill help you carry yourselr. the cruelty of this riddle you've given me resounds in my head, screaming for away out. as do you and your memories. sometimes the most beautiful things are kept locked inside our selves.