Friday, June 4, 2010

Grasping the line of insanity; toeing the boundaries of beauty
Too far gone to be what she “should be”

Loving eyes, with meaningful ties
Embrace the broken to break them anew with their lies

Fingernails black and bloodied, studded, ebony overwhelming
A heart that is loyal eyeliner conceals

A guise that defends; a means to an end
Keeps heartbreakers at bay prevention is key; just pretend

By Mical Edstrom©
Burning, stinging
Bleeding, ringing
Happy, so surprising
(That I’d ever turn out like this)

Wondering, dreaming
Wishing, drowning
Easy, who’d of thought
(That I’d ever turn out like this)

Staring, glaring
Stunning, hopeful
Funny, nobody guessed
(That I’d ever turn out like this)

Controlling, directing
Deceiving, gladly
Everything led up to, yet nothing foretold
(That I’d ever turn out like this)

By Mical Edstrom ©
I wonder if you gaze at the stars
And I wonder if it’s the same for you
I’ve lied and wrecked as many hearts
As the stars of the night
This exposed ambiance
Bares my every fear
My every guilty lament
My every sick craving
I can't bear the feelings that arise
When I perceive this naked magnificence
Goading, messing with my head
Slithering into my stomach
It dares me to reveal myself
Shrinking my every dream,
Each hope and warmth,
Amplifying my demons

Oh, their hopes and dreams
I shattered
In a haze of self-pity
In anger I threw your smiles
Into the flaming pits of my regret
From the broken grasp of my love
I ran away, and you came after
Until you saw I didn’t want you
I couldn’t let you make me better
I wish you would know
Its not you, it is me
I can’t stand my pathetic weakness
Wretched and feeble
Corrupt and depraved
Can’t stand how I smiled when I broke your heart
I can’t stand how I watched myself
Fall apart
Fall away… fall into forever
Alone and so unreachable
Salvation unattainable

By Mical Edstrom ©

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Please, please, please

Today iGive is donating $1 to TWLOHA for each new sign up. After signing up all you have to do is visit a store (no purchase required) for the $1 to count. [[[90 seconds of your day will work towards promoting hope and finding help for those struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide.]]]

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

There she goes
There she goes again
Racing through my brain
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains

There she goes
There she goes again
Pulsing through my veins
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains