Monday, September 16, 2013

Departure

Well few readers (If any), I'm leaving this wednesday on a journey to Oklahoma City.
If you would are ever curious to see how I'm doing on my LDS Mission feel free
to click the link below, to go to my Missionary blog.


Sincerely, Elder Watkins



Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Shattered Glass


I had a dream last night that we were friends. best friends.
That you knew my middle name and I knew yours.
We talked and hung out late.
When It got dark we went outside for a walk.
In my dream we toke film photographs,
of the stars and passing cars.


Never have I had a dream that felt so real,
 I could smell the autumn trees and the scent of a campfire,
It was like I knew you my whole life,
You were happy and so was I
You told me all about your day
 and it felt good to just talk.
To just sit in the grass and just not care about anything, 

but you.


I stared at you for along time,
and then you said,

"Someday w.."

A bell rang through the air and you broke like glass
and that's when I knew you were a dream.
I stared at my bedroom ceiling for what felt like an hour.

It was nice to pretend that we were real.

Monday, April 29, 2013

Geometric Minds

The Perfect Dream - art work by Lance Hewison
"You were always drawing the lines,
Why can't we just make up our minds?
I know I was never your favorite shape,
 Maybe Its time to escape?

My elbows don't bend the way they should,
I would change that if I could.
Teal triangle skies
Would you love me?
Purple square eyes,
Would you love me? 
Can take a peak inside,
that Geometric mind?

Trying to find out whats behind,
that geometric mind.

Trying to find out whats behind,
that geometric mind.

I thinks about time,
tell me whats on your mind."




Night Walks

 The warm air is back.
Its about time I go for a Night Walk,
To put in my headphones and lay in the field,
Its nice to relax and just think.

 I've missed the smell of nature,
It feels like it been years, two years to be exact.
 Its like I've been away from home for a very long time
The water in the creek isn't flowing yet

Sometimes I go to the park and talk out loud
to god.
I talk and and then I pause.
...

I don't talk to god a lot,
but when I do we talk for awhile.
we are pretty good pals.
Its been awhile.

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Isolated and Destroyed, Vice Versa

Then came Tuesday, and you were gone.
"It could be worse. No it couldn't."

Saturday Morning Cartoons
Missed the Bus




Six Words

Van

Do you remember how it was?
When we would ride our bikes,
How the grass was still wet,
How your tires lost their grip,
Remember, you had scraped your knees,
and I softly rubbed them better
The sun glistened in your eyes,
I will never forget your smile.

Van

Do you remember our river dam?
The big one in the park?
Remember the water was so cold,
We found that half buried wheelbarrow,
That we used to carry rocks,
We would spend all day building,
We would walk home at sunset
With dirt stains in our shorts.

Shara


Remember when we would go camping?
And would stare at the stars,
They were so bright up there,
A sound rippled through the air,
I swear the trees had whispered,
A whisper so faint and quiet,  
So quiet only I could hear,
Six sad words through my ear,

"please, don't grow up to fast"

Molly


Janie
Shara







Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Between the Bars

Springs by oOoOO on Grooveshark

Sleep walking and nothing seems wrong,
The sound is faint as I follow her crying song,
My toes stub concrete to the distant pound,
Following a memory's path to familiar ground.

It felt so real to touch the grass, dreaming like she were there,
Her diegetic tune whispers through the air,
A touch of breeze like running my fingers through her hair,
Only the teary-eyed stars can see how this is unfair.

Our love once shined like moon beams,
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams,*
Giving the sound that pecks at the hearts seams,
Jilted jars, scabbing scars, between the bars,
Exposed to fears, my fingers wipe away her tears.

Teary-eyed stars


Memory's Path 


 Broken Graves - mikahsupageek
*Poetry extract from Caged Bird by Maya Angelou

Monday, March 11, 2013

Not In Love

Not in Love (feat. Robert Smith) by Crystal Castles on Grooveshark

I saw your picture
Hanging on the back of my door
Won't give you my heart
No one lives there anymore
And we were lovers
Now we can't be friends
Fascination ends
Here we go again

Cause it's cold outside
When you coming home
Cause it's hot inside
Isn't that enough

I'm not in love

Could it be that
Time has taken its toll
Won't take you so far
I am in control
And we were lovers
Now we can't be friends
Fascination ends
Here we go again

Cause it's cold outside
When you coming home
Cause it's hot inside
Isn't that enough

I'm not in love
I'm not in love
I'm not in love
We are not in love
We are not in love
We are not in love
We are not in love

Friday, March 8, 2013

Face Down in the Ocean

Under by Balam Acab on Grooveshark

I am a piece of driftwood,
I'd tell you different if I could,
I've always wanted to sail but not this way,
If only this ocean didn't wash me away.
love has lead me astray,
stupid, pointless, foul play.

I've never felt so alone,
Torn, my broken heart shown,
My tree rings are eroding,
My soul is corroding,
I can't stop floating,
Where's my bark coating?

A small heart carving,
Sad uncontrollable starving,
Face down in the ocean,
Truly unknown emotion,
Was your love just lust?
How could you break my trust?

Why can't I just sink and drown,
Mute my lousy heart's pound,
There is nothing to see out here,
In an ocean shed from a tear,
Oh, Lighthouse, if only you could hear,
Will I ever reach your pier?

I'm scared to drown in my deepest fears
My bottomless sea made of tears.
It's painful, I'm sorry that I care,
But I just can't let my heart repair.

Balam Acab - See Birds






Thursday, March 7, 2013

Lake of Lanterns

Midnight Disturbances

Sprites

Down by the Pier

Sprites II

Hidden Diamonds

Smuck

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Shallow Breath

Please excuse my tardiness but I had to rewrite this post due to some events.

Heartache (Owsey's Ambient Version) by Dave Greening & Owsey on Grooveshark




I feel like I'm trapped breathing in a coffin,
and everyone is having a party on my grave,



Do you ever feel like you're dead?

You don't think you're alive.
When really, you are.
You might find this a bit confusing,
But this is how I feel and have felt for quite sometime.

Feels like the whole world looks at her and me,
and wants us dead.
Just because they hate to see us happy,


Have you realized how shallow your breath is now?
How we used to run and not be scared
It was really nice when nobody cared.

Do you remember the days when we could do anything and everything,
When we could laugh and smile and didn't have to disguise it,
Why should we be the ones to go through this pain?
Why should we be the ones to be buried alive?

Careful, if we breathe too loud people will think we are still alive.
I hope someday we can breathe and not be scared.


Sunday, February 24, 2013

Tears for Fears

I'm scared my writing sucks.

I'm scared I try too hard to be a good writer.

I'm scared of showing my writer's dyslexia,
The the double the,
Forgetting the r on your,
Putting spaces where they don't be long,
Leaving out a word accident.

I'm scared of sounding stupid in front of a crowd.

I'm scared of losing my talents,
and being told that I suck at what I do.

I'm scared of people hating me.

Tears for Fears

I'm scared of spiders crawling down my throat,
I hear everyone swallows at least one a year.
It's probably a lie.

I'm scared that some lies might be the truth,
like "I hate you" and "We will never work".

I'm scared of uncertainty.

I'm scared of her mom,
That she knows everything
And is waiting for the the perfect moment to use it against me.
I'm scared of her mom knowing about 2/17/13

I'm scared her parents will never accept me again.

Creeps VI
I'm scared of things going wrong,
Not being able to find someone that makes me as happy as her.
Marrying someone that lacks interest in art and music,
Someone that doesn't have "creative" in their dictionary.

I'm scared of not doing what I love as my career.
Not being able to support my family by doing what I love as my career.

I'm scared of dying,
Living an unfulfilling life.
Leaving things undone,
And leaving nothing behind.

I'm scared of dying alone.


Her Sick Memory






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