Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
Glitter in the Snow
It's a quiet night for a walk.
Each step takes me farther past my lies.
A step for fear.
A step for courage.
A step for hating myself.
A step for love.
A step for drugs.
A step for pretending that I'm not.
A step for jobs.
A step for doubt.
A step for everything I'm not.
A step for death.
A step for life.
A step for inviting you in with open arms.
A step for a step.
A run.
A sprint.
A leap.
A jump.
A landing to the person I am.
I take a handful,
throw it in the air,
and watch the glitter in the snow.
Each step takes me farther past my lies.
A step for fear.
A step for courage.
A step for hating myself.
A step for love.
A step for drugs.
A step for pretending that I'm not.
A step for jobs.
A step for doubt.
A step for everything I'm not.
A step for death.
A step for life.
A step for inviting you in with open arms.
A step for a step.
A run.
A sprint.
A leap.
A jump.
A landing to the person I am.
I take a handful,
throw it in the air,
and watch the glitter in the snow.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Are you ready for the date partyyyy???
Yes, Annie, I'm ready. It's a little weird that you asking me on formspring.
Would you rather be a great athlete, artist, or musician?
artist. I know I can't be great at the other two, and I would really love to be published.
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