Beware and take care,
Pay the oarsman's fare.
I give you one final stare,
Lidless eyes, but unaware.
I stand on this land,
Held down by iron bands
Of my own making.
Yes, by my own hands..
I watch the dead,
A walk of dread.
The sense of listlessness,
Stuck in their heads.
There.. there isn't any difference.
I keep my eyes down in deference.
I don't talk to them, I don't touch them.
My tongue and hands held in remembrance.
Like me, you are blind.
We see with eyes that cannot find,
Making up lies
That we should never mind.
As told by some wise ass,
There's more fish in the sea,
But I always thought
That's way too much room to roam free.
Like a river panned for gold,
I've felt used and my story told.
Never sleeping, but forever in bed,
Waking dreams swim in my head.
A cruel soul,
struck through,
a jagged hole.
Riddle me a lot,
but answers,
I have not.
I have no love,
no spare emotion,
as a blessed lord above.
You don't have me
and no one will.
I still am free.
Aloof, I am mighty.
If I fail and fall,
I'll be worthless, tiny.
Some dance to remember,
but I will, only to forget.
It's been a lonely December.
I hope my new year will let cool it's scorching temper..
Please, cool breeze on a hot spring day,
Wash over me in your loving way.
Will you help me out as I do my best,
I'm waiting for a moment to rest..
And if you take it from me,
This is as free as you'll ever be,
Living life to picture all you'll see.
She's a sigh in the breeze,
Always too hot to freeze. ;D
A dizzying feeling,
A deafening silence.
The real difference,
Is the kindness.
She's my.. alabaster queen.
Always in someones dreams.
She has refined taste,
The sweetness and means.
It's my heart you see,
I'll never stay with frayed seams.
I love the air of Spring.
In it I can be king!
Haha, that's right,
I'm into that kind of thing.
It's really not up to you,
This is what happiness brings.
A Series of Poetic Flaws by BoboftheRoom, literature
Literature
A Series of Poetic Flaws
I'm on the edge of my seat...
And on the tips of my toes.
So far, you can feel the wicked beat..
Feel where that fire goes.
And when in dire need,
I'll find a good place to bleed..
Oohh, tell me please, what can I get?
Don't offer me a little tease,
Attempt to make the stage set..
It's a bitter rage,
That keeps me in my cage..
Make no mistake,
I'll take enough blood to fill a lake.
And if it's my freedom you wanna break,
Be my guest, I'll never try to tempt fate again..
Somewhere along the way,
Creativity lost its sway.
And now I move from day to day,
Always saying I'm okay.
There's no way to keep it at bay,
Still of Mind and Reason by BoboftheRoom, literature
Literature
Still of Mind and Reason
Still of mind and reason,
Changing with the leaves and the season.
Set forth in mind,
the third eye is blind.
It's out in the unknown,
the end yet to be written in stone.
Reach out to those around you,
Do what you can to get through.
Find what brings you light,
What makes the world bright.
Being merely a figment,
Avoid cutting the ligament.
Or else it'll all fade..
My name is Wade.
I'd like to shine among stars,
I'll do what I can to go far.
It's just a battle today,
It won't always be that way.
And I'll never let this decay..
Beware and take care,
Pay the oarsman's fare.
I give you one final stare,
Lidless eyes, but unaware.
I stand on this land,
Held down by iron bands
Of my own making.
Yes, by my own hands..
I watch the dead,
A walk of dread.
The sense of listlessness,
Stuck in their heads.
There.. there isn't any difference.
I keep my eyes down in deference.
I don't talk to them, I don't touch them.
My tongue and hands held in remembrance.
Like me, you are blind.
We see with eyes that cannot find,
Making up lies
That we should never mind.
As told by some wise ass,
There's more fish in the sea,
But I always thought
That's way too much room to roam free.
Like a river panned for gold,
I've felt used and my story told.
Never sleeping, but forever in bed,
Waking dreams swim in my head.
A cruel soul,
struck through,
a jagged hole.
Riddle me a lot,
but answers,
I have not.
I have no love,
no spare emotion,
as a blessed lord above.
You don't have me
and no one will.
I still am free.
Aloof, I am mighty.
If I fail and fall,
I'll be worthless, tiny.
Some dance to remember,
but I will, only to forget.
It's been a lonely December.
I hope my new year will let cool it's scorching temper..
Please, cool breeze on a hot spring day,
Wash over me in your loving way.
Will you help me out as I do my best,
I'm waiting for a moment to rest..
And if you take it from me,
This is as free as you'll ever be,
Living life to picture all you'll see.
She's a sigh in the breeze,
Always too hot to freeze. ;D
A dizzying feeling,
A deafening silence.
The real difference,
Is the kindness.
She's my.. alabaster queen.
Always in someones dreams.
She has refined taste,
The sweetness and means.
It's my heart you see,
I'll never stay with frayed seams.
I love the air of Spring.
In it I can be king!
Haha, that's right,
I'm into that kind of thing.
It's really not up to you,
This is what happiness brings.
A Series of Poetic Flaws by BoboftheRoom, literature
Literature
A Series of Poetic Flaws
I'm on the edge of my seat...
And on the tips of my toes.
So far, you can feel the wicked beat..
Feel where that fire goes.
And when in dire need,
I'll find a good place to bleed..
Oohh, tell me please, what can I get?
Don't offer me a little tease,
Attempt to make the stage set..
It's a bitter rage,
That keeps me in my cage..
Make no mistake,
I'll take enough blood to fill a lake.
And if it's my freedom you wanna break,
Be my guest, I'll never try to tempt fate again..
Somewhere along the way,
Creativity lost its sway.
And now I move from day to day,
Always saying I'm okay.
There's no way to keep it at bay,
Still of Mind and Reason by BoboftheRoom, literature
Literature
Still of Mind and Reason
Still of mind and reason,
Changing with the leaves and the season.
Set forth in mind,
the third eye is blind.
It's out in the unknown,
the end yet to be written in stone.
Reach out to those around you,
Do what you can to get through.
Find what brings you light,
What makes the world bright.
Being merely a figment,
Avoid cutting the ligament.
Or else it'll all fade..
My name is Wade.
I'd like to shine among stars,
I'll do what I can to go far.
It's just a battle today,
It won't always be that way.
And I'll never let this decay..
I'm clueless about the world, and it scares me sometimes. Having recently moved out of my parents house, which we'd lived in for like.. 18 years, I don't really blame myself for being at least a little intimidated. I say, at least I'm trying to make what I have work. Photography, some poetry (hopefully it's not too.. boring), and I wanna get back into photoshop. Cause it's fun to mess with that. Or gimp. I dunno, too busy as of yet to worry about it.
A man travels through life on his own legs. His life is as bountiful or as empty as he makes it, and only continues as long as his stamina holds him up.
It's sunset as the sand blows up and down dunes, the earth fitting to the winds standards. The sky is a deep purple, and the cold fends off the last bits of warmth from a long day. Your tracks behind you fade almost as soon as you take a new step, leaving you without a way back. Looking towards the sun, you notice it has an odd angle to it. It's almost as if.. it were an eternal sunset. Your stomach barks at you, inviting you to remember the food you ran out of.
Now it changes.
The soft mo
I got a job recently. I've been thinking of posting more.. but.. I've been pretty busy. Perry has been teaching me all he knows, and I plan on taking his attitude in life with me when I move to another, better job.
"I'm a survivor."
One thing I've wanted to post is some more.. actual artsy stuff. I've been bugging my roommates about getting me photoshop again, and a couple of my pictures.. well, I'd like to mess with them in a few creative ways.
I've been feeling more alive then ever! In getting this job, I've felt better and more sure of myself then I have in a long time, and been trying to branch out and find old friends that I.. abandon