Bland.

I am walking down
The street
What a day
To be
Bland...

Originaly Bad poem by Stephen Sapaugh.

A girls story.

"I like know everyone OMG!"(I wonder if they know I hurt inside because I affect none?)"My friends are the best!(I wonder if they know I have no more party's to throw and no more car to drive?)" My friends have abandoned me" says the prom queen a day after her prom with a knife in her hand." What now? she slowly brings the knife close to her wrist and thinks," I have nothing" A small voice responds,"me". She brings it to her wrist and makes a small incision."who?""me" "Who are you?" "come find out"
she then falls down and begins her search.

My reaction.

"I think by myself
I am worth every penny."
says the one
says the plenty

"I am worth nothing
I am not able to think on my own"
says the one separated
says the Christian

"I am happy with just me"
says the plenty

"I am happy with Christ"
says the Christian

Selfish?

"Selfishness is not a thought or a action it is a lifestyle. Its effects however are thoughts put into actions." Stephen Sapaugh 2008 jan.01

Our fight.

My thoughts are preparing for a battle in the making.
My actions are receding into oblivion
for a cause in the universe
My words are reacting to a action
worth taking.
My thoughts are becoming actions
my preparations complete.
my battle is being fought
with every word
with every though
with every action
worth the taking.

Mend

I broke my own heart
and you restored it.
You mended my two pieces into one.
After words a star was revealed...
I hope it is the right one.

why?

I continue to think why why why
I want to just say you are right!
I wish I could .. should i liz bit?