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"Don't Kiss me if your afraid of thunder. My life is a storm."


- Anita Krizzan





Monday, December 3, 2012

Reality:




Perfection: unattainable.
Death: achievable
Everything Else: Circumstantial.  

Friday, November 30, 2012

Memories












I watch the memories from the scars pour
As I reminisce on what they stand for:

One - For the friend who confesses his Love
Than to our friendship he gives a shove!
Two - To the friend who just wants to screw
Who pretends to care what I go through!
Three - The Innocent one that deems me an addict
Oh, what that friendship did in fact inflict!
Four - Baby sister who abandons me over a boy
Like I'm just some outdated, overused toy!
Five - For the Help "I hope you get through this"
Well my friend, Ignorance can be quite bliss!

The last two Memories hurt more than the eye may see. . .
Six - For the love, I fucked up and lost
These mistakes came at quite a cost
Seven - Dedicated  to my dreams with him
That meet a fate quite grim

These Memories won't fade away
But still I must face another day. . .

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Alone



Outcasted again
With reoccurring silence
But scars never leave

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Simple


 Simply acoustic
Melodies drown out the pain
Embrace these moments

Ease




Facial expressions
Easy personality
Total relaxation

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Selfish Avoidness















Choices to be made
Though relationships fade
Scars bleed unwanted memories
Every mistake has a fee
Avoidness is an issue
When you don't know what to do
Running only travels so far
When escaping a set bar
So please give up the ignorance
When your hindering others bliss

Saturday, September 8, 2012

What if

















What if I told you everything wasn't alright,
That this is a battle that I can not fight?
If I told you I couldn't get through the night,
Would you attempt to be my shinning light?
Do you see this pain, I feel like a lost kite. . .
Depression taking a never-ending flight,
That just keeps soaring out of sight!
Even this fake smile no longer looks bright,
When the knowledge of numbness isn't a fright!
What if I told you I'm tired of people being polite,
and being told trendy is my usual living dead white!
Do you even believe there is a chance to reunite,
Or is this just another pointless subject to write?
Have you noticed that the bracelets are seemingly tight,
And the crazy emotions has hit its all time height?
Do you miss the fire that together we ignite,
Will you please tell me I can set this right?

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Silence
















Silence to deal with my thoughts,
While a raging war tugs me apart!
Where are the lines drawn;
Am I simply your playing pawn?
Distance spreads a new perspective,
Leaving so much time to be reflective.
Freedom vs. the wanting we all desire,
Will this end in freezing ice or fire?
Or perhaps love will shine through
Connect the souls of us two.
Still silence to deal with my thoughts
While a raging war tugs me apart!

Monday, July 9, 2012

The Secret to Life
















knowledge created through thoughtful reflect
upon not only the success but the wreaked
May perhaps be the most successful lessons
Be warned though, against your pasts obsession
Do not boast in your self leaning, as a fool
For repetition is known to be quite cruel
Instead take the learning into practice
To avoid a familiar cycle of madness
Reflection is your key to life
Now that this secret is revealed,
do not continue in such strife

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Future












Drown out the screams
Escape to another life.
Drift of into a day dream,
Ignore the crimson knife.

Seek the rainbows tranquility
As the thunder overpowers
Don't get stuck in typically,
Root assurance as a flower. 

Child, this is not your fate.
The sky will one day be brighter,
You are not bound to the hate.
Do not become a fighter

Drown out the past
You are what you create
A loving contrast
With a pure white slate

Friday, April 13, 2012

Re: Just Keep Fighting

To the individual who wrote on my blog in February that the three words helped them Just Keep Fighting I have some things to say to you:
1. You're stronger than you know
2. God is always there for you and so am I
3. Thanks! My whole purpose in writing is to make a difference
4. Never give up, our story is still in the writing and you never know what awesomeness is on the next page or chapter
5. Sorry for just now noticing the post

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Tempting

















He keeps calling my name
Mocking me like its a game
Than putting me to blame
His promises are misery
Reminding me of my history
Telling me it's just a tiny injury
Leaving corruption in my brain
Surely he won't hit a vein
Have I gone completely insane
He won't leave me tonight
No matter how much I put up a fight
I'll just have wait till daylight

Saturday, February 4, 2012

A Vampire's Haunting
















Pierced, tattooed, vindictive
My personalty addictive
Rebellious, Stubborn, Insane
Masochistic or Sadist with the pain

Are you scared yet?
Am I your biggest threat?
Do I haunt your nightmare?
Seems like I'm causing quite a scare



I feed from your power
Of your fear, so sour
without you, I have no hold
Your capturing soul is quite cold


Thanks for your soul
Your now broken and not whole
I guess I'm Sadist with the pain
As I watch the blood drain from your veins

Monday, January 30, 2012

Which Side?












So much I leave left inside
Others believe that part of me has died
So many thoughts I store away
But still I want to run from everyday
The past should be faded
But my mind is quite shaded
Two lives I try to lead
One tries to constantly plead
Insanity vs. a heart that’s pure
Still the choice remains unsure
The rebel wants her edging side
Though I want to be a future bride
Can I find the middle ground
Before I helplessly drowned?

Keep Fighting












Your scars, yeah I've had them on my wrist
My life, yeah I wonder if it even exist
Those drugs, yeah they affected my brain
Those thought, yeah they made me insane

I also believed there was no solution
No hope for any type of revolution
I believed all reason was gone
So to all, I was withdrawn

Today, the scars have disappeared
Today, my life has become clear
Today, those drugs are a memory
Today, my thoughts aren't the enemy


Our life is a story in the writing
So please, just keep fighting