1.31.2004

the harsh reality

i close my eyes

in an attempt to escape

the harsh reality

the distance between

the boundaries of the only language i can speak to you

in this moment

i see you there

in an alternate reality

the beautiful imaginary

so close together

a whole new language of love to express to you

in this moment

i love you

1.30.2004

true beauty lies

sometimes true beauty lies

in the ugliness we no longer embody

in the weakness we no longer succumb to

in the horror we no longer portray

in all that You have overcome

sometimes true beauty lies

in everything i am not

because You live in me


--
well, it's nice to be able to write again...
but now i can't stop. <3

hope for the world

i hold the pen so delicately

so softly

and drive cursed words

into the parchment so pure

so gorgeous in its innocence

with my false ambitions

to please you

this is my inspiration

silver lining and all

my open heart for you to bury with your lust

1.12.2004

my sacrifice

You made the sacrifice, and not i. You wore the crown of thorns, not i.

and i call it my sacrifice.

my sacrifice to spat in Your face with my lifestyle

my sacrifice to make a mockery of You in my hypocrisy

my sacrifice to impose my beliefs on those perfectly content without You

my sacrifice to trust in something untangible

my sacrifice to unload my burden upon Your scarred, broken flesh

my sacrifice, not Yours

You made the sacrifice, and not i. You wore the crown of thorns, not i.

and i call it my sacrifice.