well ...

[TheShyKnight]

here you go my randomness in some what poemish form

not chipper stuff taken form my Blogs on myspace i'll leave a link to it later but for starters ...




i have no name yet for this but don't read too far into it

I was all alone befor i meet you

now i am dieing to forget you

all the joy that came form knowing you

is all the pain i know form you leaving

sharper then the knife left to me

deeper then the sea the wound you left me

colder then death warmer then hell

thies feelings of pain left by you

praying for an end to it all

hoping for an angel to lift me out

finding olny knifes willing to release me

finding hope at the buttom of the bottle

dreams of death and reborth

like the great bird of fire

form the ashes of my broken heart

and wounded soul

hope rises

olny to be crushed by times cruel love

[TheShyKnight]

Something broken
Current mood: blank

i don't know what to say
other then that something feels off
i don't understand yet
but my feelings are changing
life does not seem as dark as it was
i still feel pain alittle
but its not this overwelming darkness
i guess i am started to come to terms with my life again
something is still off
but it just feels like something broke on the inside
does that make any sense?
probly not but time is on my side
probly alittle too much in a way

[TheShyKnight]

what is it and why do we all seek it at one point or another

some time ago i was questioning what love is
well i came tot he understanding in my late nights of not sleeping
Love is not just one thing, its many feelings and ideas rolled in one
and being so there is many kinds of love
There is love of your parents
Love of your brothers and sisters
The love of your Childeren
Love of your pets

and out of love we do great things
but its the small ways love effects you
and yet Love is still just a catch all phase
a grab bag of feelings

love we have for different people in our lives is never really the same between any given two
its flow differenty
the reasens and feelings are not quite the same and yet not really that different too
somepeople try to leave it cut and dry black and white
that this is love and you are or are not in it
but thats not how the world works
life is not black and white
but many shades of grey some darker then others but still its not a matter of black and white


being in love
falling in love
falling out of love
loving to hate somethign
what crazyness
and yet love is a form of insanity
people throw all kinds of stuff to the wind for love



and well now that i am back form work and on my way to a deep state of Drunkness i compley forgot what else i was going to add... oh well i guess i will have to finish this some other time if i can even remember where i was going with this