Monday, April 22, 2013

"This Small Space"

Its so mall I can barely move let alone to place down one not even two of my shoes. This space, Its just so small how can I lay my head or even make a call. This small space isn't that great, what happen to my enormousness space that i had one time in a place that wasn't as small as this small space. this small space, I just cant move around, i try to breath but in staid i frown cause when i exhale most of my stuff fall and if they fall its not like ill lose them theirs so big and this space this space is just so small. me and you we lay in our bed our bed is so big but, this space is to small. sitting and hurting cause i cant move away from this small space and i know i should but, how do you move from something you worked and thought would be great in staid all it is, is 

                                                          This Small Space

Friday, April 19, 2013

"The Other Me"

Me-Why are we doing this i say, why must we always be in pain i, say to my other self. why must we always be sad and unhappy when theirs so many people and things trying to make us smile and laugh.

My Other- i don't know why we are this way i just know this is our way, i don't know why where always in pain i just know that i must cause the pain, we've tried being happy but pain is where we stay, we tried laughing but all we did was feel even more pain. so why even try if all where going to do is hurt. why even try if all where going to do is cry.

Me- i feel and see what you say but, if not try then what is there for us to say, to all those who try and help us on this day, even on those other days, why should we allow them to waist there times if all we do is choose not to try. and choosing not to try is insane even if we do fail at least we had fun trying to make our day and if trying to make our day is so bad then bad shall be, cause trying to be happy is something that should be easy, not to take a mission.

My Other- i feel what your saying but see nothing of its worth, if everything your saying is so then why are we stuck, why did we come from a women who has caused us more pain and fear then love, why do we even bother i ask you again, tell my this pain that we have even in death will never end.

Me- i know not of what to tell you, only that we must try and if we don't try then what else is there to do. trying is all that we have left after that theirs nothing left....... but there will come a point when all those who tried will stop trying and then we will be alone again.