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Wednesday, July 10th, 2013

broken thoughts

Subject:post
Posted by:blooddiary.
Time:10:05 pm.
Originally posted by blooddiary at post
love crossed circles, drawn in the sand.
missing you yet alone, where are the lines drawn?
the ink runs.
old fading pictures, the happiness reflected.
when did simple motions become a chore
and the sadness overwhelm?

Sunday, June 23rd, 2013

broken thoughts

Posted by:blooddiary.
Time:3:36 pm.

Longing flames,
Playing in the wind,
Missing burning you,
Flesh now smoldered,
Bubbled and gone,
What will she do without you?
all just cinders,
blowing in the wind.


Sunday, June 7th, 2009

broken thoughts

Subject:Friday 11:37pm (Transcend Remix)
Posted by:se7en_black.
Time:7:48 pm.
I have found
Inside him

The lunar twin
Of every cell
Every organ

Illuminating
Past lives.

I have found
Inside him

A safe harbor,
For mending.

(One day
When our children are old,

We will meet again
In a woods.

I will hold out my hand.)

I have found
Inside him

My own heart,
Threaded needle in hand,

Sewing itself to his.

*

My hand on the phone,
My veins pumping acid.

I miss you, I told him.
My heart a knot in my throat.

*

I have found
Inside him

The ability to let go.

I have found
Inside him

Freedom.

*

I miss you too, he said.

I nearly dropped the phone.

I smiled and felt my chest ache.

The stitches new, pulsing inside me.

*

(My name is so-and-so I will say.

Nice to meet you again.)

Monday, June 1st, 2009

broken thoughts

Subject:Lost
Posted by:poetry_se7en.
Time:10:25 pm.
What dark path
Might you lead me down?

Where the way isn't clear
And there are rocks?

Where your promises
Lead to open fields

Black against the sky,
And the scent of your

Skin, always on the air?

Thursday, March 19th, 2009

broken thoughts

Subject:Divorce
Posted by:poetry_se7en.
Time:12:00 am.

I don’t think I know us anymore.

Who are we now?

You and I?

 

Skeletons?

Blood spilled?

Obliteration incarnate?

 

Who are we now?

Blood and muscle and bone

Contained in separate packages?

 

Oh sure,

Parts of us combined.

Our hearts, for example.

 

But who are we now?

I don’t think I know us anymore.

I wonder if I ever said your name

 

Without thinking I could change you

Into something good for me.

Something less painful.

 

I don’t know who you anymore.

Who the fuck are you?

And where are we now?

 

Miles

From where we wanted to be,

I guess. I’m wondering

 

If we ever wanted to be there at all.

And if not, I suppose

We have nothing to fear now.



Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

broken thoughts

Subject:whistling sexy (july 2, 2008)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:9:36 am.

so whistling is sexy
dire ocean, dire sea
calmly careening
island by island
beach by beach
so whistling is sexy ...
when you do

so words unspoken are true
like the wind, like the sand
underneath our almost bound feet
struggling for thoughts
that the body give away
so easily, so enchantingly
words almost uttered
but then again they were never heard
yet so true, its so true

so the tree, so the rock
he climbed, he trudged
funny, clumsily, and uncanny
like me lying half naked
and you whistling sexy ...
at me
under the scorching march sun
friends, rocks and the boat men
all gone, all done
just you and i
left behind ...



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Monday, January 21st, 2008

broken thoughts

Subject:what makes a slut?
Posted by:kismekiki17.
Time:4:16 pm.

What makes a slut?

The ideal promiscuous beauty

Maybe the one who labels it

And thinks she can see right through me

Why is it always

Just girls who get the guy

Even if you’re the one

Who does everyone in sight

Now that just isn’t right

That word is always thrown around

Like a football so their tears

Represent the touch down

That poor girl didn’t do a thing

But all these jerks are lined up

Because you spread she was easy

So doesn’t that make you the whore

Maybe not with your body

But you’re counterfeit words

You just love to see them hurt

The girls with their 9-month bellies

Hidden under their shirt

So is that what makes a skank

Just cause it’s harder for her

To hide her mistakes

Yet you’re recent mistakes have made you a wreck

And she’s the one

Who’s protecting your rep

 


Tuesday, January 1st, 2008

broken thoughts

Posted by:hoshi3.
Time:2:41 am.
Title: Snow Angels
Year: 2007
Type: Fanfiction
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto
Word Count: 939
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.
Notes: This fic is a Christmas gift to my bestest friend, Saku I hope she likes it even if the ending's bad ^^;


( “Play with me, Sasuke~ This is supposed to be fun! You don't have to be a grump about everything!” )

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Title: A Special Birthday
Year: 2007
Type: Fanfiction
Series: Naruto
Pairing: Itachi x Sasuke
Word Count: 3601
Rating: MA
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.
Warning: This fic contains yaoi, or boyxboy love. If you don't like yaoi or shounen-ai or anything that isn't het, leave now. You HAVE been warned. Do not press onward just so you can complain about it. It's your fault if you end up reading something you don't like. I am not forcing anyone to read this.


( Itachi didn't even notice that his mother had come into the room. He was exhausted and didn't even want to move away from the warmth that his little brother provided. ) F-locked due to smut; must be a member to view.

Tuesday, December 11th, 2007

broken thoughts

Posted by:hoshi3.
Time:12:37 am.
Title: Lost Cause
Year: 2007
Type: Fanfiction
Series: Naruto
Pairing: None, but Sasori x Deidara if you want to really look at it.
Word Count: 161
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.
Warning: Vague mention of death.
Notes: This probably really isn't my best angst-y fic, but... well, it just had to come out and this is how it did. Hopefully you can make some sense out of this blob of words.

( There was only one reason why Deidara stopped in his tracks, only one lost cause. )

Monday, December 10th, 2007

broken thoughts

Posted by:hoshi3.
Time:7:35 pm.
Title: The Monster Sitting On Top
Year: 2007
Type: Poetry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Based on the painting The Nightmare by Henry Fuseli, thus characters mention are not mine.

( My hairs stand on end. )

Friday, December 7th, 2007

broken thoughts

Posted by:hoshi3.
Time:10:07 am.
Title: Out at Camp
Year: 2007
Type: Poetry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: None

( But I am happy that, for that one week at camp,
That I got to spend time with my mother,
And do things with her that my brothers never did.
)

Monday, December 3rd, 2007

broken thoughts

Posted by:hoshi3.
Time:7:24 pm.
Title: Five Years Later
Year: 2007
Type: Poetry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: None
Warning: Mention of death

( How I wish... )

Thursday, October 25th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:i havent posted anything in a while... please let me know what you think
Posted by:sin_angel.
Time:5:24 pm.
Mood: geeky.
Sad and alone, crying inside
Selfishly wishing she would've died
Gun in one hand, rose in the other
     A love now lost, so she just cried

She wanted to change all the things in the world
She wanted her love, to have and to hold
     A living dead girl walks alone
And this is the the future thats been foretold

So many years, yet nothing changed
Millions of tears a dead girl shed
    
And nobody listened, nobody heard
How within herself, that girl was dead


ok, so let me know what you guys think.... i would appreciate your honest opinions. 
XOXO

Tuesday, February 27th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:renaissance (march 16, 2003)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:11:40 am.

 

the moon glistening above like an emerald eye
flooding the sky with stars passing by
haven’t you noticed this new life i am living?
haven’t you noticed this new day i am starting?

the clouds colliding in the heavenly blanket of the night
leaving traces of the sunset lost in the twilight
haven’t you seen me so happy than before?
haven’t you seen me so alive once more

but youre not here when i ended everything
just the moon and the sky silently watching
chiding me with their endless comfort
when youre supposed to be my life support

now the wind is blowing with jubilant heeding
the skyline shifting in a dance of constellations emerging
i bet you haven’t noticed this new life i am living
i bet you haven’t noticed that i have stopped loving … you

 


Wednesday, February 21st, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:the coming of age (february 20, 2007)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:10:18 am.

 

exercising
the will to be forcible
for you to see me against tides
of unwanted imagery
against unexplained comedy
of you here lying motionless
touching the skin at my back

calculating
the risks already undertaken
from the moment you smelled my hair
till your arms playfully linger on my bare hip
then in unison
looking thru the frosty window
listening to the rain pouring madly at the roof
whispering carelessly to remember
long forgotten memories taken in innocence together

leaving
the bliss left under the sheets
with you holding me closely
against your bare chest
overpowering me with your able shoulders
trapped endlessly
wanting blissfully
to be here forever
without turning back
to our lives lived in secrecy

 


Monday, February 19th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:back then (fucking son of a gun) (october 13, 2001)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:2:37 pm.

 

back then
back then
when the world was fine
you came, you conquered
you fucking son of a gun
and my world crumbled, dissolved, and rumbled
with this feeling of love, lore and misinformation

back then
back then
i was alone and i was fine
the sky was all mine
and there was never any shades of blue
but then you came, you conquered
you fucking son of a gun
and the sky faltered, stammered, and trembled
with this feeling so remarkable, so cruel, and so beautiful
you are so beautiful

back then
back then
i never thought of this till then
i never felt like this till then
back then
back then
like im falling in love with you again
back then

 


Friday, February 16th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:for everything (January 21, 2002)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:1:53 pm.

 

oh thank you so much
for being so uninspiring
for bridging life and ending
so close to my threshold
like your heart is my falling scaffold

oh thank you so much
for being so uninviting
like you never did anything
but an endless time of luring…
to bait me
so slowly
to need you
when im not supposed to

oh thank you so much
for love and its wonders
for life and its marvels
to long for you
when im not meant to
and to be meant for you
when im not supposed to

thank you so much
for love above anything
for time in the end of endings
for life in the moment of everything
for everything, for everything, for everything…

 


Thursday, February 15th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:i know a place (october 14, 2001)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:2:28 pm.

 

i know a place
where the sun is a mess
and the skies are delightfully gray
and sirens paint the day
i know this place
where the world is fine
where the seas are impossibly blue
where ive always belonged to you…

but you don’t, but you don’t

i know a scene
from a long forgotten dream
when you smiled so enchantingly
and i laughed non-cynically
i know this scene
long before ive stopped to dream
long before ive stopped to believe
that youll never ever leave…

and you did, and you did

i know that place long before today
when your memory starts to fade
and the tears started to dissipate
for i have entirely forgotten you…

but i don’t, but i don’t
and you did, and you did



Wednesday, February 14th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:arms of a stranger (february 10, 2002)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:8:46 am.

 

here in the arms of a stranger
in the heart of common ground
were hate is never love
and love never hates
nothing of that sort exists
but only this moment in times absence

here in the absence of time
theres a lingering sight of perfection
pleading for this feeling to eventually fall
like raindrops falling from the sky
waiting to hit the ground finally

here in the realms of the present
were yesterday steps in
and tomorrow walks away
i feel home like coldness around
i feel love like hate in a distant sound

its all here in the arms of tonight
its all here in the arms of a stranger
were eternity exists between his eyes and mine
and it pleads to cease the existence of time
here in the arms of a stranger
here in the arms of tonight

 


Tuesday, February 13th, 2007

broken thoughts

Subject:spark of lunacy (january 28, 2002)
Posted by:mickeylimon.
Time:10:51 am.

 

breath…
breath with me
the air of recklessness
when you sat beside me
when you brushed by my heart accidentally

laugh…
laugh hard with me
the smile of such healthy treachery
of you pertaining to be intimate to me
of love being sprung so effortlessly

breath and laugh
you and me
breath and laugh with this sudden opportunity
breath and laugh
this spark of lunacy
just breath and laugh
with this flicker of spontaneity

sleep…
sleep tight with me
watch me close my eyes fervently
and pray with me hard enough o let this be

drown…
drown constantly with me
in this engagement between constant adversaries
of enemies being politely so meant to be
of fate so perfectly orchestrating this story

sleep and drown
you and me
sleep and drown in this sea of frenzy
sleep and drown
in the abyss of infinite fancy
sleep and drown
in this spark of lunacy
all for you
and all for me

 


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