Verse

 I wrote a poem during hall break on Thursday, December 4, 2008. For those of you who know of the current controversy, this has NOTHING to do with that problem. This was just something that suddenly appeared in my head.

Jealousy to die for lies within one's heart

Soaking in the holes of the soul

Settling in for a session of destruction

Poisoning, twisting inside and out

Sucking out happiness where more should be put forth

And killing, ruining, life ended that moment

Sorrow has no expiration date

Feeding off of itself and empty spaces

Empty spaces...

The words once said

"Take it in stride lest you be called jealous,"

One may use as just a moment's long ease

Breath of comfort

Exhaled into the fire

Pray now you may see brighter days

Brighter self to emerge

Freedom from this death

May the spirits grant it to you.

Statements

"The way it feels, the way it looks, or the way it feels when people look at you?"

- response to 'I hate this costume,' 12.15.2007

When truth hits you, it's confusing and sad. It melts your brain and sends you

looking to make the truth a better situation. Dreaming and ignoring is much easier.

It just makes truth harder. -8.2.2008

Integration is needed. - September 2008

Take it in stride lest you be called jealous. - October 2008

The only consistent part of life is its inconsistency. -11.8.2008

Triangles Never Tell the Truth - 11.13.2008

Truth exists, its just not true for everyone. - 11.28.2008

And that's my latest one.