Doom

The little daredevil has found her little shrine
Peacefully she sits there contented and perfectly fine
In the distance she still sees the fire that once burned her
And silently she swears she will stay away forever

But oh, a little daredevil she always will be
With her curiosity burning inside so strongly
The same curiosity that once killed the cat
And oh if she only knows the story of this cat

One night the little daredevil needs some light
She's surrounded by darkness and in need of something to guide
She sees the fire in distance glowing so tempting
So hard she tries to hold back but it looks so fascinating

Blinded by a little hope, she forgets about her vows
The will to approach the fire quickly grows
Just one more time, she says
Assuring herself that this time will not she pays

She walks slowly closer to the burning flame
Reassured that the fire is now tame
She stops for a while, recalculating her every move
And finally decides that she needs to prove

The little daredevil charges ahead
With confidence, she’s no longer afraid
She touches the fire, she embraces the flame
And for a while she thinks, yes, the fire is tame

It’s a little too late when she realizes
The implication and the consequences
Little daredevil watches in awe as she’s burned slowly
While the fire eats her alive so calmly


-me

(Love does fuck you stupid.)



"Curiosity is the very basis of education and if you tell me that curiosity killed the cat, I say only the cat died nobly."
-Arnold Edinborough

Roller Fucking Coaster, eh?

Going up and up high
Going down and down low
One second on the highest of the top
On the bottom of rock bottom the next
Twirling around in my own little world
Running in circles and than, stop
The circles dizzied me and I’m all confused
Am I still on the top?
Or it’s the underground of series of complication
Light up!
Light up, fool
Haven’t you heard that song?
The one that says you are a fool to cry?
I am a fool to cry
Than again, smiling doesn’t really suit me
I’m crazy to smile
Cause I’m at the bottom of the barrel
And the highest of the top is not all that fun either
You know why?
I’m acrophobic
You know why?
I'm so afraid to fall
I would rather not fly
Chitter chatter all in my head
Of course,
Me and myself
We are the best of friends
We are the worst of enemies
Now I’m up high
Now I’m down low

-me
Sunset District, San Francisco,
Tuesday, March 24 09
around 4.40 am


"I am a contradictory mess but I see it as my prerogative to change my mood like the weather."
-Shirley Manson

Conscience

Looking at us
Chin up high, too high
With haughty smiles that say
I’m the king of the world
And beyond
Looking at him
Face as pale as the snow
Laying down
Youth shines from him
Now meaningless, now useless
It’s so sudden
It’s so cold
It’s a slap on our faces
We’re not kings of the world
We’re just a tiny part
And life goes on
Even when we are no more
The haughty smile disappears
When the truth appears
We are just another drop of sand
In the beach
And we are not invincible

-me
march 9, 2009

For Sergio