I figured it out. If all the music that's on the radio is about heartbreak and goodbyes, don't listen to it!
Genius. Why didn't I think of this earlier?
I'll just put on some music that sings about Jesus instead. Fill the hole, divert my gaze, pull my chin up.
These words are my own, from my heart flow [and often inspired by the Big Man upstairs]
Monday, May 30, 2011
Folly
Desire
Fleshly appetite
Bouncing chemicals contained in coherency
Diffusing from brain to blood stream
Pumping endorphins, hormones:
Motivators to action
Instinctive logic surfaces:
The knack of human foresight
Heed the repercussions,
Foresee the trouble, it hisses
Stealing pleasure and
Instilling conviction
Passion and reason wrestle,
Tangled
Grey
But I say,
Leave wisdom by the wayside.
Folly isn’t for the foolish
Impulses are destiny by inspiration
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
Baby, Don't Hurt Me
What is love?
Baby, don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me, no more.
The scars of your love
Remind me of us
They keep me thinking that
We could of had it all
Love is so much less practical than people make it out to be.
You can't choose not to fall in love with the guy that's leaving for Iraq because he won't be around for your kids.
You can't choose to not fall in love because you're leaving in a year and long distance is just too hard.
It bothers me that people live their lives thinking that, as if they are in control of their feelings, in control of who they'll fall far and under what circumstances.
Love is so reckless, so unexpected and consuming. So invasive, uncontrollable and just plain unpractical.
Baby, don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me, no more.
The scars of your love
Remind me of us
They keep me thinking that
We could of had it all
Love is so much less practical than people make it out to be.
You can't choose not to fall in love with the guy that's leaving for Iraq because he won't be around for your kids.
You can't choose to not fall in love because you're leaving in a year and long distance is just too hard.
It bothers me that people live their lives thinking that, as if they are in control of their feelings, in control of who they'll fall far and under what circumstances.
Love is so reckless, so unexpected and consuming. So invasive, uncontrollable and just plain unpractical.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Our Pitfall
I'm strong, you're strong
I'm strong, you're weak
I'm weak, you're strong
I'm weak, you're weak
Pitfall
I'm strong, you're weak
I'm weak, you're strong
I'm weak, you're weak
Pitfall
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