Viva Theerose

'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda

Friday, January 8, 2010

F A D E D

As your eyes scan my body from head to toe...I shy away. The fire in my eye faded though you thought it would burn forever. I no longer want your touch... I was so accustomed to how you held me close to heart but you made me felt CHOKED. That's why I had to fly.. release myself from your tight grip.. I had the wind beneath my wings. Soon as I left.. I
F A D E D. Now when I look in the mirror I see the scars you left on my wings but I survived now I'm stronger.

Losing Control

Losing my mind to the questions unanswered. Where do I began? Who do I go to? &somehow I can't find myself to get up out this chair in this crouch position. I feel as though I'm being picked up by my collar...being controlled like a puppet. I'm slowly losing control of this image but I don't seem to know what the image stand for anymore...what does it show?.. I was the bright blur in a black&white picture but I've become the dull one in a colorful picture.. Where have I faded to?... I still don't recognize where I am. Now that I know I've lost control I don't know how to get myself back. I never fell off the edge though you pushed me I just vanished like the smoke at the end of that blunt. -____-