-Mother Courage and all Her Children

Too many seek a bed to sleep in:
Each ditch is taken, and each cave
And he who digs a hole to creep in
Finds he has dug an early grave.
And many a man spends many a minute
In hurrying toward some resting place
You wonder, when at last he's in it
Just why the fellow forced the pace.

Love Life ?

There is always one time I look back to.
One time of pure happiness. no worry. when the pain was not my own. or if it was I could handle it, it was normal pain. I would survive.
It was not complex. I didn't have to worry about myself. I could worry about others. And they loved me for it.
Now, I have to worry about myself. Or I will fall. I have to keep myself together and at the same time watch others slip away.
I don't have all of this in me.
Weary.
Thats what I am.


I miss that time, the time the world was through rose colored glasses and even the imperfections were bliss.
But I cannot go back, and if I would I would know what I was missing. What it was that made me change.
Loseing what I gained would would hurt just as much, even if i was together I wouldn't be whole.

I can only look back now.
And say it was fun.
That time when everything was easy and the world would be okay

The Seagull. lifeyearago

... With us, whether we're writers or actors, what really counts is not dreaming about fame and glory...but stamina: knowing how to keep going despite everything, and having faith in yourself- I've got faith in myself now and that's helped the pain, and when I think to myself, 'You're on the stage!', then I'm not afraid of anything life can do to me ...

I miss it.

Perchance to Dream

Distance is only a matter of 

Perception

not all the rules are yours

Thoughtless Child came from the North wind

and Treacherous Betrayal from the South

Caught between water and sky

the water and wind will wear

the wood down until only the

water and wind remain

truth

For the sake of another who wished 

herself away I will take you with me

Not now, not ever...

But you did

HusH

We must be patient: but I cannot choose but weep.

I wonder if I can fly

It was a lie

let your failures bind you

Little One

I wish I was still angry

Vows are but breath, and breath a vapor is.

Self Destruction

I love my anger


Almost as much
as I love my sadness


And
Even more then I despise everyone
who feels better then me

I like Blade Runner

I've seen things you people wouldn't believe: Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion; I've watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate.
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.

What dose that mean

Home. Home. Home.
Everyone just wants to go home-

hey
Where's that