Holding hands,
First tightly,
Then slipping,
Realisation!
Grasp firmly again,
Supporting me,
Hand in hand
Therapy.
Slips again.
Looser. Looser.
Suddenly!
There's someone
Else there,
In the middle.
Got too loose.
Drifted apart,
Missing you.
Middleman stretches,
Finally gives way.
Tighter than ever,
Back where I belong.
Home.
Never let go.
Years or seconds pass,
Still holding on,
Keeping together.
No-one else
Between us
Ever again.
Partnership forever,
Meant to be.
Sitting on a bus,
You and me,
Holding hands.
i'm scared, but i cant tell anyone.
none would understand.
probably laugh, what an idiot!
but i know its cutting me up.
my inside is falling apart,
not supporting my breaking heart.
dropping, flying,
screaming, crying.
noone understands me.
my mind is a puzzle with no pieces,
you cant try to fix it.
no hope but always light,
except at night when the demons come.
they take away my sanity, always
finding the loose thread. then
pull!
it starts to unravel,
my mind in their claws, but
the mysteries stay
hidden. noone can help me.
please.
inversely
reversly
opposite town
backwardly
not forwardly
opposite town
wrong way roundly
off the groundly
opposite town
inside outly
can you see me?
opposite town
towards the rearly
can you find me?
can i find me?
can i see me?
opposite town
i try to draw
but nothing's beautiful anymore
i try to write
but my words just fight
pushing across a page.
poetry sucks.
it makes no sense
dancing to no rhythm
boogieing to silence
why can't we all just say what we think?
without having to make a mess?
or write strings of gibberish?
know what i feel?
groping @
grabbing @
staring @
the beautiful one
@ the end of the night
@ the end of the street
@ the end of my tether
@ the end of us
grabbing @
the end of us.
who are you? i'll never know
what made you leave, what made you go.
are you him? does he have my nose?
looking for anything that shows.
are you the man selling doorstep papers?
are you one of those psycho rapers?
are you dead? six feet under?
or are you trekking over ice and tundra?
do you ever regret leaving me?
the daughter that you'll never see?
do you think of me in hard times?
or did i not earn a place in your mind?
would you be there if i needed you?
or would you leave me freezing blue?
am i someone elses problem now?
accidental mishap, not sure how.
did i ruin all your dreams?
or are you better than you seem?
two half
Sing a song of candyfloss
A pocket full of hate
Sleep for 80 years
And wake up 20 years too late
Sing for all your giddy sorrows
Laugh at all your friends
Call your self a heathen child
And die before the end
Wave goodbye to chocolate starlight
And everything you like
Wait for 20 minutes,
Kiss
And then turn out the light
Your eyes hurt to tell the truth
Your hands refuse to hold
You sing your songs for hours
But its cold
#1
"My brother said to me but the other day,"
"Will things always be as they are today?"
"can we respect regardless of creed and race?"
"is it not wrong for us to kill and to maim,"
"to exploit one another for personal gain,"
"i swear to you these things aren't right,"
"but that doesn't mean they have to stay,"
"between us we can scream out and protest,"
"together we'll become catalysts of change,"
"people will remember our voices,"
"if not our names."
#2
At the front of the class you stand, speaking your lies and slander,
No one here needs to hear your preprogrammed government propaganda.
#3
We learnt about the Nazi's,
Facis
Once upon a time there was a little girl called emily who was walking along the road to see her grandma. But all of a sudden a man made entirely out of pegs lept out from behind a tree.
'Hahahahahahaaa,' he laughed and threw a branston sandwich at her.
THE END
Once upon a time there was a badger and he was head of accounts for british gas.
One day on the way to work he met a tiny baby squirrel with no legs.
The squirrel looked so patheitc he ran it over
THE END
Current Residence: my house!!! Favourite genre of music: any really. me no fussy. heavier stuff preferable though. MP3 player of choice: iPod shuffle!!! Shell of choice: as in beach? erm, those pink ones Wallpaper of choice: paint every time - mummy doesnt like wallpaper. am i answering these questions wrong? Skin of choice: my own??? Favourite cartoon character: ermintrude the cow Personal Quote: Oh Be A Fine Girl And Kiss Me
Favourite Movies
rocky horror picture show, or cabaret. yay liza minelli!!!
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
snow patrol :) or muse. or damien rice. or..
Favourite Games
monopoly
Tools of the Trade
pickaxe and needlefile. with small amount of paste
Other Interests
my friends and gay pornography :P not mixed though....
not been on here for ages
not done anything for ages
everything is SLOWWWW
and boring
and it sucks
but im getting really close to hannah and emma which i love
and i have ben
8 weeks tomorrow for all you people that obviously care!
and rose, im going to his tomorrow :) cause you care too
school is pants
i hate it
most things are pretty emo and shitty at the moment
but i think its just cause im tired
i reckon
erlack
moving house soon
to one street to the right from my front gate
hopefully put some more stuff up soon
maybe
if i cba
yea
feel free to talk to me anytime
if i love you
which
yea
xx
hallors
i just thought i should say something as it has been a while
i dont really have anything in particular to say
except
I HATE THE BUILDERS!!!
they came at half six on wednesday morning
because they know that i usuallu leave before they come
they came early just so they could wake me up
im telling you
i hate them
and their buildings ugly.
so there.
i looooooooooooooooove sixth form
i think its mainly the people though
in true anja style i am already behind on work :)
but i plan to catch up today
when im not on here
which again in true anja style i shouldnt be on anyway
things have changed for me
but unless youre my clo
pickups a wang
im only doing this because i am majorly bored
1. the sight of some necks can make me go weak at the knees. not all necks. just some of the more desirable and slender kind :) do not judge.
2. i love the idea of raw meat. but in practice (sp?) its gross. but i cant help thinking that if i was, say, a lion, raw meat would dbe the best thing ever. it makes sense to me. same with cherries. except the lion part. but i love the theory or cherries, but not the practical bit.
3. i can sing in french. only one song. because je ne regrette rien was too hard. i cant ever remember the words to the one about the bird. everyone knows it,
So apparently you have just been tagged, I apologise to you, I am merely bored this morning erm, More info is in my journal thing, sorry . Very very sorry, please ignore at your leisure. Sorry Anj, you were the closest to avoiding this, never mind though .