Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Purity

Blog from MySpace.

Current mood: Surrendered and Empowered
Category: Writing and Poetry

Purity

I can't believe it
Was that me?
I haven't been myself in so long
Was that me...
I can't believe

And I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To be found...
I'm dying!
I'm dying to be...

It's so hard to find yourself
When you're not sure what you've become
It gets so hard to find yourself
Oh! What have I become?!
What have I done?!

And I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To be found...
I'm dying! I'm dying
To be found washed up on shore

The seas have drowned me out for so long
I've lost my heart to carry on
The salts have purged my skin of purity
And my cries have been silenced by...
And my cries have grown silent... Over time

And now I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To be healed...
I'm dying! I'm dying
To be healed by Your hands!

Oh I'm crying! I'm crying out!
Find me among the dead!
Oh I'm dying! I'm dying out!
Find me dead to myself!

And I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found...
I'm crying! I'm crying
To be found among the dead!
And I'm dying! I'm dying
To myself
I'm dying! I'm dying
To be touched by Your hands!

Oh I'm crying to be touched by Your hands!
Oh I'm dying for the healing of Your lips!
Touch me oh, Purity
Oh Purity!
2/28/2007 (22:59)

Currently listening :
Southern Weather
By The Almost
Release date: By 03 April, 2007

2 Comments - 2 Kudos

This Profile No Longer Exists


elyse

That's a really good one!

Posted by elyse on Saturday, March 03, 2007 at 3:48 PM

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Some Writings

Blog from MySpace.

Current mood: hungry
Category: Writing and Poetry

Just some things I've written recently. Enjoy, and please let me know what you think.

2/14/07 (03:44)
Caught ! ! !
(with my finger in the lock and the key behind my back)
Doing things the hard way.
Caught ! ! !
(with my hand in the cookie jar even after dessert's been served)
Doing things the selfish way.

2/14/07 (13:30)
This city's like a rope around my throat
Don't leave me hanging here
It's only a matter of time before the oxygen won't make it to my blood
Don't forget I'm waiting here
Don't forget I'm dying here
Just one more minute
I promise I'll go
Just one more minute to sit here and hold you close
(You know I'm gonna be so far)
Five more minutes that's all I ask
Five more minutes
And a good night kiss
It's somthing we won't have for so long
(And I've become addicted to the flavor of your tongue)
This is taking so long!

This city's like a rope around your throat
Don't leave me here to watch you choke
Don't leave me! Don't leave!

2/17/07 (00:33)
There's nothing I can do to prove I love you
I can only tell you
Every chance I get
There's nothing in this world to prove it's real
But I know it
And we'll just have to trust it.

2/17/07 (04:12)
I am overflowing with love
Don't let it overwhelm and push you away
Please drown in this pleasure with me.

And here's something I just found.
I had emailed it to myself back in July and told myself it wasn't ready to post... but I like it.
Let me know.

07/27/06 (04:55)
Here's my hand
Take hold and don't let go
I'll show you a world you've never known
Like riding on a shooting star
Here's a once-in-a-lifetime chance
To find out who we are
Here's my hand
Won't you come with me?
My light only burns for so long

So long!
Here's something you'll never know
You'll never hear it from my tongue
Here's something I'll never speak
So listen closely
While my words aren't slurred through gritted teeth

I never meant to cause you pain
And I don't want to rain on your parade
But like it or not
(I know you love it)
We're going dancing in this rainstorm
With a mind for killing time
I think you know me well enough for this
So please don't turn me in

Need a hand?
Here's one that's not mine
It's a hand in a face
And I'm counting the times
It waves around
And I'm breaking down
Don't you know you can't leave me out here alone?
Oh no!
You can't leave me here
Counting seconds to sixties
Oh no!
You can't pay me enough to survive on borrowed hope

In counting hours
I've found I'm going on days
And I'm still not sleeping
But the hands keep waving the same
I've been swept away
By dark and gloomy waves
All air is hidden
Beneath the surface of space
And time won't be waiting
And I can't keep waiting for you
But I think you know me well enough for this
So please don't turn me in

I'll tell you the truth
I'm shedding light on the surface
Lies told with purpose
Don't tell me you're worth the time
I'll tell you again
Like I told the kingdom of sin
If we're shedding light on the purpose
Then we're spilling the blood of our subjects
And we're meant to listen when the kingdom speaks

So long
Here's something you'll never know
You'll never hear it from my tongue
Here's something I'll never speak
So listen closely
While time's still turning around your cheeks
My tongue is sharp
I won't deny it
But sometimes
Some things
Just need to be said
07/27/06 (04:55)

Currently listening :
Composure
By Waking Ashland
Release date: By 10 May, 2005

1 Comments - 0 Kudos

This Profile No Longer Exists

"Thank You For The Offer"

Blog from MySpace.

Category: Writing and Poetry

I was recently reading a little in John Bevere's book Drawing Near.
The chapter was called "Protect Your Hunger" and started off with the simple one-liner, "We are hungry for what we feed on."

John begins the chapter using Thanksgiving dinner as an example. He give us the verse Proverbs 27:7 "The satisfied soul loathes the honeycomb."
The Thanksgiving example was basically saying someone is invited to two thanksgiving parties. They go to the first and eat until they're full, and when they go to the second, the food looks and smells even better than at the first party, but they can't eat any because they are already full.
This compares to what we do with God.
God invites us to his table, and on the way there, we are invited to hang out with some friends and watch a movie. We go out for lunch. We do whatever, and by the time we get to God's table, we're not hungry, and we're too tired to hang out with him long because we filled ourselves up with the things of this world.

That briefly explained... this poem won't seem so brutal. (I hope)
But it should still be a slap in the face!!!!

Thank You For The Offer
Thank you for the offer
But I'm afraid I've had my fill
I've ingested every TV ad
And little purple pill
Before I came to your party
I stopped by the one across the hill
We drank champagne
And knew "true love"
Feasting on every passing thrill

Thank you for the offer
This meal looks better than most
But I took a vow of fasting
And I sealed it with this toast
When I partake of pleasures
They fill me up inside
When I know I've reached my limit
I will stop myself with pride

Thank you for the offer
But I'm afraid I've met my match
I really want what you can give me
But I must close the hatch
I ate everything in sight
From sex to laziness
I see now I gorged myself
I should've left room for the best

Oh! Can I ever change!?
Can I be the same?
I want you and who I once was
But I need all the drugs
They fill the hole inside me
The void I can't drown out
I'm sorry I can't accept your peace
I'm afraid I'm all filled up

I started the day with caffeine
Followed by my lucky charms
I primped and preened 'til I was clean
Then I painted my smile on
I left the house on an upbeat
They were playing my favorite song
You know
The one where the guy leaves his wife
In search of a better life
Kids at the door wonder why
But he's gonna find the love of his life
I found three quarters on the floor mat
As I hopped into my car
All heads up
That means "Good Luck"
This day's going far!
As I got out I kissed a man
Begging on the street
"Money's short and times are hard
I know just what you need"
Handed him a business card
"I've nothing else to offer, God bless!"
(Just as his sign said)

Work all day
I need a break
More coffee and some nicotine
She stopped by and winked at me
(The boss'll never know I stole his dream)
We made out quick
Meeting by the fountain
Lock the door
This'll only take a second
No one ever knew what happened

The man by my car
Was sobbing on the floor
I said "Don't cry, it'll be all right
God bless, remember?"
I shook his hand
Then drove away
Left him in December

I stopped for a drink
(And a dance or two)
I needed a little lift
"'Tender, this day's been long
Give me something with a kick"
It hit the spot
The twitching stopped
Breathe deep to let the smoke in
Oh her curves
"So beautiful"
I love you (but just the skin)

By the time I got home
My show was on
I had no time for my wife
This is MY life, God
Get off my back!
There's just too much on my plate
(But thanks for the offer)
2/12/07 (01:06)

Currently listening :
I Predict 1990
By Steve Taylor
Release date: By 01 January, 1987
0 Comments - 0 Kudos

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Jacksonville!!!! VERY IMPORTANT!!!

Blog from MySpace.

Current mood: sleepy
Category: Music

Hey, everyone!!!

I have some friends who are in a band called The Black Regiment.
I have not yet had the pleasure of seeing them live, but these are some awesome guys!!!
You've got to go see them at Murray Hill Theatre.
They're opening for The Showdown's CD release Show.
I can't go, so you have to go support them for me OKAY!!!!
PROMISE!!!!
The Black Regiment plays first, so get there early!

Currently listening :
Oh! Gravity.
By Switchfoot
Release date: By 26 December, 2006

1 Comments - 0 Kudos

Austin AKA Crazy Rifle Monkey

i am going to see the showdown and will look forward to see your friends band..

Posted by Austin AKA Crazy Rifle Monkey on Thursday, February 15, 2007 at 3:18 PM

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Very Serious Question (SHORT AND SIMPLE)

Blog from MySpace.

Current mood: tired
Category: Blogging

So, I think I'm going to stop using MySpace.

I want to know what bloging site you think is best?

Send me your feedback!

Currently listening :
Popularity
By Jonezetta
Release date: By 03 October, 2006

6 Comments - 2 Kudos

Kayla

I think MySpace is the best but after that.... probably Xanga.

Posted by Kayla on Tuesday, February 13, 2007 at 5:08 PM


This Profile No Longer Exists


Lo-Mac

xanga is nice b/c it emails you when people post if you are subscribed to their network. livejournal is great too though because it lets people look even if they aren't an LJ user, whereas on xanga you have to have an account to go to other people's journals, i think but it could have changed i'm not sure

Posted by Lo-Mac on Tuesday, February 13, 2007 at 6:37 PM


quig the joker

If you like ramblining on about what whats xangas good its more for blogs and forumns than anything else and it has chatting and all but that isn't as fancy as myspace check it out make your own hypothesis though

Posted by quig the joker on Tuesday, February 13, 2007 at 8:44 PM


Let my love be a reflection of TRUE Love

This REALLY SUCKS!!!!!

You can't quit MySpace can you?!!!!!
It ticks me off.

It really, probably is the best... but I HATE it with a passion!!!!

Somebody save me!!!!

Posted by Let my love be a reflection of TRUE Love on Wednesday, February 14, 2007 at 1:27 AM


elyse

Myspace in my eyes is the best. Facebook is good too. I still have xanga but it's been deserted for months.

Posted by elyse on Wednesday, February 14, 2007 at 12:27 PM

Friday, February 9, 2007

Here, I borrowed some of your time to waste...

Blog from MySpace.

Current mood: surrendered and powerless
Category: Writing and Poetry

Hey, I haven't posted any poems in a while... so there's quite a bit to post... here goes...
Thanks for reading

12/29/06 (00:35)
My heart is broken
As much as I'd like to say it's not
My heart is wounded
As much as I'd like to say it's whole
My heart is beating
It's a crippled pace
And it's slowing down
My heart is broken
And I really do wish that I could say that nothing is wrong

12/29/06 (01:55)
It's such a big, big world
Am I taking it on alone?
Am I taking it on alone?

01/04/07 (18:07)
It gets so cold
When your heart beat slows
(You know now it's almost nothing at all)
Where is the "thump, thump" now?
And it's "Sold!"
To the lowest bid
Promise to the lonely kid
"One day your day will come"
One day we'll wish we hadn't turned you down
Not for fame
Not for profit
But then we'll know
You truly loved it
You didn't lie
You didn't fake it
It was love
How'd you break it?
How'd you break his heart?
He's everything you ever wanted
To him you were perfect
And he meant it
You were everything he wanted
(and so much more than could be imagined)

01/09/07 (14:39)
Falls Right Into Place
Calm, collected, medicated
(I think, perhaps I'll make it)
Heavily medicated
Cleaning, working, draining
(I'm running out of energy)
Not eating, Not sleeping
Trying to keep up
(I'm falling behind, and right in place)
No response
Panic
Chaos
("Stop scaring yourself!")
Nothing in focus
(I need to close my eyes)
Blind, ignorant, naive
(Just let me adjust to this)
Everything's so freaking fast
Everyone wants everything
All I have is what I jump on
Before it jumps on me
(I want this now)
(I won't fear losing what I have)
(I want you here)
The race isn't so bad
The hard part's waiting for the gun

01/09/07 (14:57)
We went so fast
My God! I can't slow down
I suppose this is the easy way out

01/09/07 (15:15)
What a nice little box
Why don't you lock yourself in
No one ever comes or goes here
What a neat little box
So far away
From everything and everyone you ever loved

And I'm starting to panic
The walls are closing in
I'm locked inside
And I cannot escape 'here'
All the "exit" signs are closed
The windows all have bars
And the open sky is painted on
Marked "Closed for Renovations"

And I'm just praying for patience
To catch your scent one more time
To touch your lips
And hold your hand in mine
Your voice on the phone
This is hard
It takes effort...
But I'm in it forever

What a nice little box
So well self-contained
I think I'll lock myself away
What a neat little box
Lonely and isolated
I think I'll lock myself away
So far away
From everything
It's not by choice
I'm trying to escape
I'll find my way to you.

01/11/07 (04:38)
What a nice little box
Why don't you lock yourself in
No one ever comes or goes here
What a neat little box
So far away
From everything
And everyone
You ever loved

So far away when it seemed so near
And now I'm starting to panic
I hope this silence means nothing
Nothing more than everything's gone quiet
Watching and waiting
Still I hear nothing
Time pauses as the world takes a breath
Hold it in, in awe of what will happen

And now I'm starting to panic
I hope this silence means everything
Everything but "it's over"

I've forgotten this foreign tongue
I once knew it all to well
Almost as well as I've come to know this graveyard
What a beautiful box
So well self-contained
I think I'll bury it beneath my stone carved name
What a full, regret-free box
Lonely and isolated
I think I'll crawl inside
And lock myself away
Even under ground the silence sounds the same

(Thump Thump . . . Thump Thump)
I think I heard my heart break
And now I'm starting to panic
The walls are closing in
I know I'm locked inside
And I cannot escape 'here'
Here where I'm trapped
Sinking under all alone
I wish I had the strength
Or a friend to help me out

The lights go out
There's a tapping on the wall
I think someone cares
They've finally come to get me
False alarm
I'll try to sleep
As you shovel dirt over my grave

Panic... what's the use?
I'll just pray for patience
I just want
To catch your scent
And one more chance
To touch your lips
And hold your hand in mine

All the lighted signs are posted
In the center where the exit signs are all dead
And all the shattered glass from windows
Proves the bars are too close
There's no escaping
Where not even the wind blows
And I thought it was so close
I could taste it in her kiss
She looked at me
I smiled because she's happy
But here the ground is red
There's been an accident
A page-and-a-half
Was all that he could pass
Before his eyes welled up
And he cried himself to death

The sky opened up its jaw
Swallowing him whole
I'll not forget this lesson offers hope

01/11/07 (04:38)
Where once they laid a box
They unearthed a broken heart
Packed it away
Shipped it off
("Home is where you need to go")

"You don't belong here"
They told the boy with gladness
"We only borrowed you to keep ourselves from sadness"
Used and thrown away
He turned to go home
When a young girl caught his eye
She had heart enough
To tell him not to apologize
"We really did love you,
But we've finally found each other
It's time for you to go now"
She told me it was real
That it would be forever
And until I wanted it
I never had a doubt
But once I found the gates to heaven
They were locking them down
"Closed for an Addition"
(05:37)

Ohio speaks
I'm drowning under empty sheets
Bathed in sunlight
Ohio speaks!
Ohio speaks!
(I wait silently for a quiet ring)
Silence Speak!
Don't lock me out
Don't forget me!
Don't block me out
Ohio! Ohio!
(speak)

1/19/07 (17:55)
It's not visible to the naked eye
So I'll bare my soul!

Get it out!
Get it out!
BLOOD FLOW
Clear this wound!
Pick up your head
You're too young to be holding your breath for so long
Pick up your head
Breathe Little One!
Breathe!

Don't break my heart again!

Breathe!
Clear air, Clear lungs
Breath!
Get the smoke out of there
Clean air, Clear lungs
(Don't die on me)
Get it out! Get it out!
Nature!
Clear this smoke from our lungs!
(we've seen days less cruel)

1/21/07 (02:00)
An effort proves your lies are true
Trying shows me you really care
All in favor of this love lasting
(I suppose the silence says it all)
Going once
Going twice
On to the next item of business
"This soldier needs a replacement heart"
"How was the current apparatus ruined?"
"Details are vague, but it seems the radio operator stopped transmitting"

01/22/07 (11:56)
Is it really this simple?
Don't just let me go!
I can't believe that this could be goodbye...
Take care.
Take good care of that precious little heart
It's more fragile than you know
Don't let it fall into the hands of the world.
Don't let it fall into the hands of death
Give it to Love
Surrender to Love.

1/22/07 (19:50)
When I'm low enough
To be the least of these
Open my eyes
We are all human!
We were all created with the same purpose
All created to love
When I am low enough
Teach me to be the least of these
All we are is human
All I am is dust

1/24/07 (15:10)
We all have broken hearts
Where metallic screams
Haunt our broken dreams
And we all need the missing parts
To piece together our broken hearts

But healing is a process it seems we can't afford
So we keep our wounded centers
Buried beneath the dark of winters
Never-ending pain we horde
Decorating hell as our hospital ward

02/05/07 (10:30)
Another sleepless night
Another lonely sunrise
Oh! What I wouldn't give
To find you in my arms
Or to find myself in yours.

02/06/07 (17:13)
No desire for a fire
Put the flame out
It's so cold here
My heart is never thawing out
And I'm giving up
No fight left in me
(You were never good for anything)
Stupid little boy
(You were a comforter in a lonely, distant land)
Foolish little child
(You were never good for anything)
Poor lonely child
(What do you have left when innocence is gone?)
NOTHING NOTHING
NOTHING NOTHING
Everything is gone
Stolen with a kiss
Everything is gone
Stolen by a single breath!

Don't tell me that I'm not alone!
Don' tell me that I'm not...
You've got it! You've got it!
You've got everything I've lost
You've got it! You've got it!
You've taken me
For everything I'm worth!
Drained Poor Empty
ALONE
Don't tell me that I'm not!
Don't tell me that I'm
NOTHING!

It's hard to find a way to not apologize for not writing anything happy. I've had happy days.... (half of these were written on happy days)... I just have sad moments on happy days... or I just think up sad things better than happy ones. (it would take me forever to fly if I were Peter Pan)

Matthew



(God is going to have to do this... I have no strength left to carry this cross)

Currently listening :
Oh! Gravity.
By Switchfoot
Release date: By 26 December, 2006

3 Comments - 4 Kudos

Lo-Mac

01/09/07 (15:15)

I feel like my words are inadequate when trying to describe how much I love your writing...especially that one...

And sad stuff is way easier to write about. Don't apologize.

luv ya Matt!!!

Posted by Lo-Mac on Saturday, February 10, 2007 at 12:36 PM


This Profile No Longer Exists


elyse

Your blogs are quite interesting as well. You're an awesome writer. Keep them going.

I feel honored that mine was the first one read all the way through in a while. That must mean I'm special.

Posted by elyse on Monday, February 12, 2007 at 1:51 PM