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Friday, 20 February 2009

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     Blindness, not of sight but of the heart and the mind

    becomes a part of me; who i am.

    Traveling down a road with many twists and turns,

    I loose my sense of direction.

    It seems like the moon has blocked the sun and

     thus prevented light onto the earth and

    a darkness.. like thick smoke curls up my body

    and instantly i am shut

    off from the rest of the world. lost in myself.

     

    If i jumped from this rock

    No longer standing above looking down

       no longer feeling the breath of the wind on my smooth skin

    or the aqua sea trembling 

         no longer watching the sun's crystaline pinks and light yellows

    dance across the sky and fade into the horizon

           I would leave behind a part of my sole to be buried in this sand,

    to be lifted into the air by the calm waves of the sea.

     

     

     

Sunday, 08 February 2009

  • if you smile whenever he calls you or texts you,

    if your mind drifts off thinking about him.

    if you dream about him at night.

    if all you want to do is be with him and only him,

    then maybe, just maybe; it's meant to be.

     

     

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        It's not just the way he opens the door for her or walks her to her door,

          It's that he truely cares about her and that is what makes all the difference.

     

    face down on her bed

    arms and legs spread,

    looks like a gun is being held to her head.

    dead.

          I thought that i was untouchable when i was a little girl.

         I though that if i put my arms out and spun around and around,

           that i could create my own force field and block out all the pain,

      the dissppointment and the fear.

             I was wrong.. somehow all the things i tried to keep away from

           just ended up catching up to me in the end.

     

    Lost and insecure you found me

    lying on the floor

    surrounded, surrounded

    why'd you have to wait?

    where were you, where were you?

    just a little late.

    -The Fray-

Monday, 26 January 2009

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    she stands before him, a young girl,

    holding in her hand her bleeding heart

    that he ripped from her chest.

    blood stains her fingers

    she starts to cry and the sky turns an evil dark gray

    the clouds open up and rain down hard upon them.

     

    crystal clear are the color of her tears.

    fat droplets stain her porcleine skin and catch on her thick lashes.

    shen reaches out and touches the foggy window,

    it's as cold as the feeling she feels deep beneath her skin.

    he's gone. and she knows he's never coming home.

     

    *beauty is skin deep*

     

    Joy is the best makeup.*Anne Lamott

     

    The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched.. but are felt in the heart.

    *Helen Keller

    It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.

     
     ~Anonymous ~

    Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart
    ~ Kahlil Gibran~

     

     

     

     

     

Saturday, 24 January 2009

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