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  • so I dreamed last night.

    About he who walks. He wore a cream colored suit. He was dating Sin (I think It was her)

    How strange that, my ex boyfriend and my ex girlfriend.

    He came to my house

    He walked down the stairs

    He said, “I’ve seem pictures, I’ve smelled you”

    She was excited, she said “go on! Hug her!!” she was so proud of herself for finding me.

    But we knew it was not a good idea for us to touch,

    We looked at each other, he did not like my hair, but he didn’t say anything about it

    He smiled

    He reached out for me.

    And I woke up

    “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
    That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
    -snapdragon-

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    • i've been dreaming about him recently, it always fillls me with . . . trepidation? nervousness? uneasiness?

      it scares me.

      that part of me is dead and over, she will not be allowed to exist.

      makes me feel like a little girl again.

      “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
      That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
      -snapdragon-

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      • dammit, i huggin NEED you right now!!


        i need you ok? can you hear me? Do you know that i need you?

        please.
        Last edited by Invidosa; March 10th, 2009, 06:00 PM. Reason: del

        “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
        That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
        -snapdragon-

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        • lets check. . . .

          yup. . .

          looks like i still miss you

          hug

          this shit's starting to piss me off you know. not sposed to be doing this, this is not the plan.
          Last edited by Invidosa; March 10th, 2009, 05:59 PM.

          “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
          That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
          -snapdragon-

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          • hey. . .

            heeeeyyy,

            hey, hey, hey

            pay attention to me!!!

            hey HEEEEEEYYYYYYY!!

            hi.

            pay attention to me!!!

            hey


            heyyyy

            hey




            hi.

            “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
            That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
            -snapdragon-

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            • oh my little ghosties

              go to sleep
              go to sleep please

              quit poking around in the corners of my head and my heart, keep to your own shadows.

              oh little ghost, little ghost i have no space for you here, please please find another graveyard, this one is full.

              you're hurting me

              stop whispering little one, i built you a room

              why can't you stay in it?

              you have your own house, keep to your own hallways and closets please i beg you.

              i am stone now

              i am ice

              i am an inert thing

              non reactive metal

              ionization unaccepted

              stay quiet little ghost, we were doing so well.

              please little one, you can carry your torch,

              but do it in silence

              so we both still have a place to survive in

              “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
              That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
              -snapdragon-

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              • why can't i let it go? It. . . ok, lets just be honest. . . that person is in me like a frickin fish hook!!

                Lady Ishtar, I'm so huggin angry at myself for this!! I need to move past

                i will face my pain and let it fllow through me

                but it does not huggin flow

                it just remains and echos and echos and rattles round inside of me like a ghost in an empty house. never moving on, never easing. just moaning and crying to itself

                harrowing the hallways of my heart.

                this is so stupid

                i'm supposed to be bigger than this crap! stronger then this, wiser then this bolder and louder and hardier and above this sort of self indulgent self pity childish emotional tie down. i'm supposed to be freer then this.

                i want to fly

                “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                -snapdragon-

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                • you know sweetheart, i keep trying and trying and trying.

                  it's like

                  running in quicksand

                  it's like

                  climbing in ice

                  but i keep trying cause

                  theres got to be something

                  after you

                  “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                  That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                  -snapdragon-

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                  • and so,

                    now what?

                    who do i become this time?

                    Bright Queen of Heaven, I am your daughter and I beg you to walk with me now. Let me be as you and take joy in life, rather then wasting time mourning what no longer is.

                    that day is done and gone, and now i live in tomorrow

                    my heart is yours

                    “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                    That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                    -snapdragon-

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                    • today i am a vessel that has been emptied and filled again with longing.

                      the earthen jug, wine spilt

                      you cannot read loss, only experience it.

                      Sweet Mother, Bright Queen of Heavan, She Who Walks on Golden Feet, Brightest of Stars, Gate Passer, Bringer of the Dead. I call to you, I beg of you.

                      clear my path

                      I give fair warning to all living or dead who may stand in my road.

                      clear my way

                      lest you get caught up in the wind that is to come

                      clear my path

                      Beloved Lady Ishtar, I am your daughter, i cry on your breast, my heart is yours.

                      “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                      That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                      -snapdragon-

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                      • not effin good enough i guess *sigh* well there goes that idea.

                        “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                        That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                        -snapdragon-

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                        • burn

                          “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                          That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                          -snapdragon-

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                          • Sweet Mother, smile on my beloved traveler.

                            “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                            That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                            -snapdragon-

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                            • Disorientation. . . .

                              Last night I thought it was this morning, this morning I thought it was last night, the sky looked the same. . .

                              Apparently I ate two eggs last night; I have no memory at all of this. I vaguely remember putting them on to boil, but otherwise only the remains of the meal let me know it ever existed, two brown egg shells and salt on a plate. . . .

                              I keep feeling like I’m missing a ring, I keep feeling for a ring on my left hand and feeling slightly panicked when I realize that it’s not there (this started yesterday actually) so today I put a ring on that finger so that I can stop obsessing about it. . .

                              I’m still not convinced today is today. . .

                              Like I slipped into some alternate reality without even knowing it. . .

                              I need to talk to another human being.

                              “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                              That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                              -snapdragon-

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                              • Beloved Mother, keep your hand on the shoulder of my sister in spirit and her son, let their travels be safe and the journey swift and pleasant!!

                                “I think witches, of all people, are attuned to the weird.
                                That's how we get our rep, I suppose.”
                                -snapdragon-

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