Sunday, August 15, 2010

Seasonal Decline.

Colors dim.
Faces fade.
Buildings wear.
Things change.

Maybe it's just me, but someone tell me what's going on here.

Friday, April 9, 2010

My soul is feeling so alone..


Mom- raging alcoholic who makes my life miserable.
(I just wish she loved me.)
Dad- can't help me because he's afraid my mom will divorce him.
(I just want help.)
Steve- Completely in love with me, can't see past his jealousy.
(I just want a friend.)
Roman- Thousands of miles away, still head over heels.
(I just want to be by your side.)

I'm empty.
Poland, here I come.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Sunday, January 17, 2010

I'm not who you think.

Monday, December 21, 2009


I lost faith in humanity long ago.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009


I just wanna kiss you.
I just wanna rap to you.
I just wanna sing for you.
I just wanna jump on you.
I just wanna dance around you.
I just wanna tell you retarded things.
I just wanna look pretty for you everyday.
I just wanna smoke with you, like old times.
I just wanna hold hands in our totally cool way.
I just wanna take walks through the park with you.
I just wanna wrestle with you, and have it turn sexual.
I just wanna sit and watch you get fancy with the spices.
I just wanna stay up until 5 a.m., lying next to you, talking.
I just wanna steal all of your clothes, so that you stay naked.
I just wanna scream from the rooftops, "I love Roman Pakieser!"
I just wanna steal your combs, because I'm unprepared, yet again.
I just wanna look at the puppies with you, reminding myself, "soon."
I just wanna smack your butt, and then run away before I get caught.
I just wanna play HALO until I beat you, and you act like you let me win.
I just wanna let you scare the hell out of me, just so you can make it better.
I just wanna kiss random parts of your face, until you awaken each morning.

I just wanna love you forever.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

To put it simply,

It's too hard for me to talk to you every day.
I break down and cry every time.
I'm not slipping away, I'm saving myself.
It may be selfish, but it hurts.

I wish you were here,
I miss every single ounce of you.

"And whenever I want to kiss you, yeah.
All I've Gotta Do,
Is whisper in your ear,
The words you long to hear.
Yeah, that's All I've Gotta Do."