2010!

Sooo...yeah....first blog into the new year. Yay 2010!! I should be writing again soon. but for now..i'll have to stick with this update. Buenas Noches!

Qwerty

breathe in.


close your eyes.

lose feeling.
first toes to head.

clear your mind.


breathe out.


alleviation.

New Record.

14 Cavities.

Well....shit.

To Start Off

Not much... and yet everything to say since this past month. Work and school have consumed my whole being and soul. But soon. Soon this calamity will cease to be, and I'll be able to rest a bit. Hopefully I get to paint my room as well. We shall see. =]

~Brigette~

How The Day Doth Hide Its Secrets

Timid it stands above all.
Shadows haunt the corners.
Sleep shall capitulate the soul.
Third eye solidified.
Breadth of view converted.
The visions become intrinsic.
"Sleep Now", silence echoes.
Obligated, silence is heard.

Three. Three. Three.

Interview Today!

It's going to be a immensely long day today. I was watching a movie, called Perfume, with a bunch of friends last night, and I must say that it is one of the most disturbing movies I have watched in a very long time. If you haven't seen this movie, you might want to keep it that way...but if you're into that creepy shit....be my guest. Anyway. So yesterday I started my world religion class. I must say, it seems to be a really interesting class. The professor is an interesting character. During the break he gave us, I had a chance to start a new poem. I'm glad I've been getting the writer's flow recently. Although, I know from here on out...I'm going to be an insanely tired homosapien. Alrighty, time to get ready for my interview and work. I'm happy yet not. Haha.

~Brigette~

Unknown Title

She's drowning in the ocean,
the waves making continuous crashes
above her head, sucking her under.
Thunder rolls and lightening flashes,
the storm picking up speed.

She fell off the cliff, into the sea.
Oh, the despair that taints her soul.
She has yet to learn to swim.
She's drowning in the ocean.
She's drowning in her sins.

Unseen tears roll down her face.
Breath to never be replaced.
Surface, unbroken, she starts to drift,
waves breaking overhead.
Silence begins to slowly creep.

Closing her eyes and letting go,
peace begins to fill her being.
She's dreaming an invertible fantasy.
The storm clears, and tide rises.
They found her, smile in place.