Sunday, March 30, 2008

Dead,
Buried,
Resurrected.
Alive.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Collision

It waits for no one,
It's not a respector of person,
It shows up at the right time,
It lights up the darkness,
What will you do,
when Truth collides with you?

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Dreams

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Run!

The sink is overflowing
The water is dripping
That sound of water droplets dripping
It drips, it drips, it drips...
I saw him running,
Running away, panting heavily.
All he heard was,
"Run, my son, run!"

Thursday, March 13, 2008

The Con

Tegan and Sara- The Con



I listened in
Yes I'm guilty of this
You should know this
I broke down and wrote you back
Before you had a chance to
Forget forgotten
I am moving past this giving notice
I have to go
Yes I know the feeling,
Know you're leaving
Calm down, I'm calling you to say
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe
Calm down, I'm calling back to say
I'm home now I'm coming around, coming around
Nobody likes to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Spelled out your name and lists the reasons
Pain of heart
Don't call me back
I imagine you when I was distant
Non-insistent
I follow suit and layed out on my back
Imagine that
A million hours left to think of you
And think of that
Calm down, I'm calling you to say
I'm capsized, staring on the edge of safe
Calm down, I'm calling back to say
I'm home now And coming around, coming around
Nobody likes to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down
Encircle me, I need to be, taken down
Nobody likes to but I really like to cry
Nobody likes me
Maybe if I cry
Nobody Encircle me, I need to be, taken down

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Ticking away

It ticks...
Your life and your breath away.
Time is standing outside of your window.

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Puppies for sale

A little boy was walking back home and he saw this advertisment board outside his neighbour's house. "CUTE LITTLE PUPPIES for sale, please contact 9670XXXX, price is negotiable." So the little boy knocked on his neighbour's door.

"Hi Mr Watson, I would like to buy one of your puppies!"
"Well, these puppies cost a good deal of money as they come from good parents." said Mr Watson.

The boy dropped his head with disappointment. The he reaching deep into his pocket, he took out a handful of spare change, and hand it to Mr Watson.
"I've got forty-cents, is that enough to take look?"

"Sure!" said Mr Watson. And with that, he let out a whistle. "Here Max!" he called. Out from the kennel and down the ramp ran Max and followed by 4 little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the fence, with delight dancing in his eyes.

As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something stirring inside in the kennel. Slowly, another little ball of fur appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in some awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling, trying it's best to catch up with the others.

"I want that one!" the little boy exclaimed.
Mr Watson knelt down by the boy's side and said, "Son, you will never want that puppy. He will never be able to play and run with you like those other pups would." With that the little took a step back, and rolled up one leg of his trousers. In doing so, he revealed a steel brace running down both side of his legs, attaching itself to a specially made shoe.

Looking back at Mr Watson, he said "Sir, you see, I don't run too well myself, and he needs someone who understand." With tears in his eyes, Mr Watson reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully, and handed it to the little boy. "How much?" asked the little boy.

"No charge." answered Mr Watson. "There's no charge for love."

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Little by Little

Always enjoy the little things in life,
because you never know
when will it be taken away from you.



One life. One chance. It's time to give it all you've got...