and so it is...

look at me, i'm a fucking mess...wouldn't be surprised to see blood on my hands, just staring down...
you know some people have it all, and some people barely have it together, can't say i'd really want it all, guess that's good for me then cuz that's not who i am

FUCKING HORROR MOVIE CONVENTION

Horror Movie Convention Details
someone please go with me! but only if you're a real horror fan, no fakers!

two for the price of one admission, wow what a deal

yeah, so i wrote some things the other day, i don't write that much anymore, but it's nice to escape for about three or four minutes...and here they are (like you care)

"When Morning Comes…"

Twirling and spinning, these walls are laughing

They don’t joke, they poke and pull

And every one in  the room is oblivious of what’s going on

They can’t see what I see, they don’t know what I know

I am who I am because of what’s become

Deep inside, somewhere inside the lines

They blur as they move, marking the territories

Making things black and white

But when you squint your eyes, it all turns grey

It’s an easy way to tell who your friends are

And the people that aren’t

So you scrape your knees and elbows

And say you got a taste of pain

But two days later your forget where you came from

It’s a lingering taste that dulls the senses

And nothing else compares, once it’s been there

Tell me lies, tell me lies

So I can get back to where I once was

Even though I won’t remember when morning comes

#2

"It Started Off Without Wednesday"

And they walk two steps at a time

Limping one stride to the next

Pushing their massive carts

Full of heavy, heavy baggage

The sky was turning grey when I noticed them

Gimping across the empty fields of weeds

The lightning came down so fast

Came down so fast she couldn’t move

So I ran to her side thinking, “Surely lightning won’t strike twice”

But I know now, I can be wrong

So the smoke was rising from my lungs

Like the mists in the evening, I could almost feel it on my skin

That dew that makes me feel sticky and dirty, all over again

So I said my goodbyes to the sun

Saying I would never see her again, and held my heart

After I heard something in my chest go pop

And as I lay dying, someone picked me up

Yesterday was today again and all the days before

That’s when I felt the bumpy road ahead

bargh

had to delete the pics i posted yesterday - but a couple are on my profile...and anywho, i might just post 'em without caption, and i learned how to pimp my blog page, so i did that...now for the profile page??? how???