Too many lost hearts in a sea of confusion…
Women, hide your hearts. Hide them in deep holes and dark places. Hide them in chests, strong iron chests, and lock those chests with steel and chain. Guard them with a Fury so that no man can touch, and hold close with a fiery Passion so that no man can reach. For Men are the Enemy. We are beasts and hunters preying. With bullish methods we force ourselves into your lives to take what we call ours. Our loot. Our kill. The sobs of women is the hum by which we march. Each falling tear, another beat of the drum as we continue on our war path. Collecting soft hearts with rough, grisly hands… and we don’t handle with care. For that is our Sin, yet still our reward.
Women, be strong! Do not fear us, for aside from all our cunning and conniving we are such fools. But then again, respect the Fool’s Errand. Let us only as close as your watchful eye can see, lest we pass into you. Hold us only so close as your arms can reach, for with free roam and will, we can reek havoc unlike all Chaos itself could produce alone.
Now believe me if your will, call me overdramatic if you must. But at least consider what I say, and listen to what I say next most of all. Fear men, but NEVER fear affection. Never fear love. Be wary and cautious with every advance you make on a man, but when the time comes… when you find the one that’s proven himself not to be a hunter or a beast, gives THIS man the key to your chest. Let down your guards. Let him play with your heart if he must, toss it around a bit, and in know time at all you’ll know whether he’s the one. If not, steal back your heart, and send it back to its holding cell, protected.
This is the only advice I can give.
And the march goes on… each tear a beat of the drum…
Be strong,
Perspective…
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Chaos Reigns
And just then, I saw it all for what it was…
She looked unbelievably sexy with her hair down like that, singing along angrily with the radio. Just then, as clear as ever, you could see that fire she held inside her. That passion, wrought by a love of life and the pain of loss. She wasn’t just singing… she was putting soul behind those words to that hard-core break-up song. And though it thrilled me to see so much passion, it was a fire that had nothing to do with me. She was singing to him. And to earn a hate like that… he must’ve had to hurt her so bad.
That’s when I started to really think about it. How lucky I was to be in that car with her I mean, listening to her jam out to the stereo as she drove me home. Because it didn’t have to be me she picked. It needed to be someone, someone there to guide her back after all he did to her, but it didn’t need to be me. I was just first on the scene that really cared about her. Cared beyond just noticing her devilish good looks I mean ha ha :) I knew then, and I still know now that it will take time before she is mine, instead of just being not his. But I figure if she could be patient for me, the least I can do is return the favor right?
Because I think its worth the wait to see that fire aimed my way.
Until then, Chaos is free to roam another day. And run circles around my heart…
Peace loves,
Perspective
She looked unbelievably sexy with her hair down like that, singing along angrily with the radio. Just then, as clear as ever, you could see that fire she held inside her. That passion, wrought by a love of life and the pain of loss. She wasn’t just singing… she was putting soul behind those words to that hard-core break-up song. And though it thrilled me to see so much passion, it was a fire that had nothing to do with me. She was singing to him. And to earn a hate like that… he must’ve had to hurt her so bad.
That’s when I started to really think about it. How lucky I was to be in that car with her I mean, listening to her jam out to the stereo as she drove me home. Because it didn’t have to be me she picked. It needed to be someone, someone there to guide her back after all he did to her, but it didn’t need to be me. I was just first on the scene that really cared about her. Cared beyond just noticing her devilish good looks I mean ha ha :) I knew then, and I still know now that it will take time before she is mine, instead of just being not his. But I figure if she could be patient for me, the least I can do is return the favor right?
Because I think its worth the wait to see that fire aimed my way.
Until then, Chaos is free to roam another day. And run circles around my heart…
Peace loves,
Perspective