I wrote this out of frustration with job searching...
Overwhelmed and underprepared
Or well prepared and overlooked
Never given a chance
Never given a second glance
Always deemed unnecessary
Sunk in an overcrowded pool
Submerged and splashing about
Trying to catch a break
To pull myself out of the wake
Grabbing hold of something solid
Will my fingers falter and slip?
Will I fall back to the waters?
It's only one false move
But I've got something more to prove
I am going to make my mark
My footprint in the sands of life
My light will shine above the rest
And I will find my place
I'll finally be given space
To share my gifts with the world
...And now I have two jobs!!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Cupid's Arrow Stings

Valentine's Day came and went
Another day on the calendar is spent
Many I love you's were said
People's carnal desires were often fed
And now the rain drips slowly
The flip side of the coin bared open to see
Life's not all hugs and kisses
Look to reality and hear what it says
Whispered hopes drop quietly
And seek safe havens, wherever they may be
Saturday, February 13, 2010
DISCLIAMER: I wrote this when I was in a very dark place. I don't like to go there often.
Dangerous Flirtations
Unfulfilled, underfed
By life, by your love,
Am I better off dead?
Fly away little dove.
I am a mess you see.
My life is chaos.
Could I just cease to be?
I feel there is just cause.
The ground it slips away.
And I just don't care.
Will I rejoice the day
When I die in my lair?
I make the days go by.
Dates, I rarely keep.
I do things on the sly,
Like drink myself to sleep.
I'd like to lock the door
On these dark secrets.
To be happy once more,
And to not have regrets...
Unfulfilled, underfed
By life, by your love,
Am I better off dead?
Fly away little dove.
I am a mess you see.
My life is chaos.
Could I just cease to be?
I feel there is just cause.
The ground it slips away.
And I just don't care.
Will I rejoice the day
When I die in my lair?
I make the days go by.
Dates, I rarely keep.
I do things on the sly,
Like drink myself to sleep.
I'd like to lock the door
On these dark secrets.
To be happy once more,
And to not have regrets...
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
New Approaches
I always write on paper.
Then transcribe it to the webpage.
Something kinda old school
In this new age.
Today I'll try something new.
I'll cut out the middle man.
Communicate more directly
The best way that I can.
DEATH BY CUTENESS!!!!!!!
Sometimes we all need to be reminded of the simple pleasures and joys in life.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Another theme song of my life--Thanks Ashley =)
Check out Mike Doughty on YouTube. Especially his song "Looks"
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