an update to my life

this is not a rhyme.
this is therapy today.
i am venting by means of blog.
i am cursing lack of sleep.
hospital waiting rooms.
group work.
group projects.
group related anything that depends on other people for work rather then pleasure.
i curse this last week and final projects, followed by major exams.
i loudly curse people who lack enthusiasm or eagerness to do .... anything.
i curse those who curse to often and too much, so i curse myself i guess.
i curse those who blog more then me because they have more time.
i curse those who think they are good at things but they really are not .
ill say it . you suck.
i curse people who cant say it.
so i curse dishonesty .....

on a brighter note ... or side... whichever way you want to look at it .
i DONT curse self respect.
tomatoes.
stripes of any kind.
i DONT curse plaid or the kings of leon, or shoes.
i curse food kindly because i love it all the time, too much, so it makes me want to swear out of excitement.
i dont curse the inventor of soup or salad, rather, i bow to their feet for providing me with my main food groups.
realistically, i dont curse cursing. i find it therapeutic. like writing.
so due to my lack of posts.
my one week vendetta and disappearance --
its because im busy .... cursing.
sorry
fuck.

somewhere on shore

im like a sinking ship,
just hanging on as i loose control
and im going under
letting go of it all


i can feel the waves slowly take over
as the water fills through my boat
it floods every inch of me 
till im no longer afloat


i feel the water fill my lungs
till i cant breathe anymore
i feel the water take over
each and every inch of my soul


and im drowning in this mess ive made
my ships sunk to the bottom of the oceans floor
and i lost myself along the way
hoping ill one day wash up along the shore
© nldm

your own war path

you left yourself in your own war path

drowned yourself in your own blood bath

left yourself hung out to dry

with all of your deceit and all of the lies

you stood standing in a path of bombs

lined them up for yourself & all of your wrongs

helpless as you watch your life pass by 

helpless you stood while no one cared for your cries

and you sank like a rock as you tried to swim

you sank and drowned in what you tried to gain

and we could have had everything, had it all,

should have had me wishing i never met you at all 

© nldm

an oldie but a goodie ...

if your feeling crappy like the recent weather .....
well .... this made me feel better ...

"if you want to call me baby ... just go ahead now!!"