Holy Cow, She's Not Complaining!

It's poetry time (please try to contain your excitement)! I actually wrote this on Tuesday when I was completely out of it but I kinda like it for some strange reason:

Ruby waterfall
Flow from my fingers
Can beauty be contained
In the heart of a girl?
A fleeting desperation
Raise your soul high
This is my sacrifice
To spend an eternal moment
In divine brilliance

These inadequate vessels
Only a glimpse of the light
And night so black
I am lost in its embrace

That last trembling touch
Before the fall-
Through the heavens
Home in an emotion
It requires courage-
Monumental faith
But dawn is awaiting
The journey begins...


It's very abstract like my poetry used to be. Its almost like I'm speaking a secret language to myself but I'm really the only one that knows exactly what that poem is about (and I'm not telling).

But anyway...

This week has been absolutely wonderful. I feel so utterly blissful, compared to how I did feel, and completely content. I couldn't tell you why I suddenly feel so great, if I had the secret to happiness there's no way I would keep it to myself. All I know is that I'm going to try my best to be finished with my self-loathing and wallowing because it doesn't get me anywhere. I can deal with life because I have to and right now I feel like it's actually possible to follow through with that statement.

I can't think deeply tonight, although there's generally not much depth with me anyway. So this is going to be short and sweet, try not to get too disappointed. Buh-Bye!