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And I love that young heart. -Meg</description><title>I could be funny, or I could be serious.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @brandonthebard)</generator><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>We all feel the pain of today
the pains of yesterday
and we ache to change and we want to breathe...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;We all feel the pain of today&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the pains of yesterday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and we ache to change and we want to breathe easy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;things aren&amp;#8217;t always easy like we want them to be&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but we should always follow our dreams&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and shoot for the stars like we&amp;#8217;re flying&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;your eyes might play tricks on you some days&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;others you might want to die, but don&amp;#8217;t be afraid&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;holding on is all you can do if you want to be strong&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;that might even mean taking off just for awhile&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;some journeys are simple steps while others take miles&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and you wonder when you will see the change in pace&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when things get so bad you think they won&amp;#8217;t get better&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when people you love leave and you can&amp;#8217;t say a thing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we were meant to feel because not everything is a word&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;not everything is a site to see or a place to be&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if you&amp;#8217;d ask me anyways i&amp;#8217;d tell you I want it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we all feel close to things we can&amp;#8217;t see anyways&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we don&amp;#8217;t know where our lives will take us&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it&amp;#8217;s impossible to perceive how sad i&amp;#8217;ll be tomorrow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or how many days it will take to see a difference&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but we all have to do what we have to do&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i&amp;#8217;m done with this for now&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/51142580118</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/51142580118</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 07:45:07 -0400</pubDate><category>prose</category><category>whatever</category></item><item><title>I miss my dad so much and I don&amp;#8217;t know what to do with this pain</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I miss my dad so much and I don&amp;#8217;t know what to do with this pain&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/50894465241</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/50894465241</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 04:12:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I can&amp;#8217;t stand being this sad but no one cares so I don&amp;#8217;t care and everything is always...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t stand being this sad but no one cares so I don&amp;#8217;t care and everything is always whatever anyways so fuck it i&amp;#8217;ve always had the best heart and the worst luck and i&amp;#8217;ve always been stuck and I still am&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/50576021535</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/50576021535</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:48:35 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Where do I begin with things like these
days like these
where all i&amp;#8217;ve got is 5am and a left...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Where do I begin with things like these&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;days like these&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;where all i&amp;#8217;ve got is 5am and a left over six pack&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;all i&amp;#8217;ve got is a guitar and words you can&amp;#8217;t sing to&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because we&amp;#8217;re used to throwing things around this room&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we&amp;#8217;re used to wanting to be a bride and groom but never being so&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we&amp;#8217;re waiting on a world to change but we&amp;#8217;re confused on the rules of the game&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I never needed to know your name to feel who you are inside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to glide into your thoughts and want to know where i&amp;#8217;m going&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we&amp;#8217;re all empty wastelands we fill with our own flawed design&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we hope we&amp;#8217;re beautiful and we know we please ourselves&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but we care only about that most times when I want to appeal to all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tell me, how I should be concerned with the dead and their singing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when words could never compare to the shine in the eyes of the living&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how do you float over things you want to forget, so you can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how do you go when you know you&amp;#8217;re leaving something behind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;something you can&amp;#8217;t even see with your shiny eyes anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and we all have those days we beg to be lackluster and disappear&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;maybe take a walk without the clock telling you how to steer&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;saying how much you don&amp;#8217;t want to be here&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but we need a change of scenery whether or not you believe me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and whether or not I believe myself, we carry on&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t be like the rest of you because I must be the man that&amp;#8217;s needed&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;whether or not I believe all things, I can help you though I can&amp;#8217;t help myself&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so I have to stay here and be your shield and your sword&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;love will turn your spirit to steel under the pretense that you must be strong and endure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so we will&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/50491561973</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/50491561973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 08:08:04 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category><category>trying</category></item><item><title>My dad was my superhero and without him here I just feel so scared</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My dad was my superhero and without him here I just feel so scared&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49769314621</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49769314621</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 08:03:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Some days I can&amp;#8217;t find the difference between miseries
I&amp;#8217;m empty and so are you, with...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Some days I can&amp;#8217;t find the difference between miseries&lt;br/&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m empty and so are you, with your inability to fill me&lt;br/&gt;
It takes so much out of me just to be as of lately&lt;br/&gt;
I don&amp;#8217;t want to believe in death for I&amp;#8217;ve never died&lt;br/&gt;
I try hard to believe in honesty even though I&amp;#8217;m always lied to&lt;br/&gt;
But I still won&amp;#8217;t lie to you&lt;br/&gt;
And I&amp;#8217;d die for you as long as you were true too&lt;br/&gt;
No one will come out and just be your angel&lt;br/&gt;
I wouldn&amp;#8217;t expect it anyways&lt;br/&gt;
But come to me and I&amp;#8217;d never let you down&lt;br/&gt;
Because I can&amp;#8217;t be your everything&lt;br/&gt;
But I can be just what you need just when you need me&lt;br/&gt;
And I love unconditionally without conditions taking hold of me&lt;br/&gt;
Just take me away, love&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49535823062</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49535823062</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 16:45:57 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>I think a lot about dying but I don&amp;#8217;t really want to I just don&amp;#8217;t know how to deal with...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I think a lot about dying but I don&amp;#8217;t really want to I just don&amp;#8217;t know how to deal with too much lately and I wish I had one friend left who wouldn&amp;#8217;t leave but everyone&amp;#8217;s selfish and I&amp;#8217;m starving stuck with this headache that reminds me how much I hate this world because I love it too much to give up even though I feel like it and it seems like nothing ever changes and nothing ever will but losing feelings about things I used to love and letting layers of dust pile on my guitar because I don&amp;#8217;t care to play these stupid songs anymore whoever said the human spirit is infinite didn&amp;#8217;t realize the things we need to say most are feelings that aren&amp;#8217;t a language we understand from person to person and maybe for once I don&amp;#8217;t want to care about your story because mines more important but I&amp;#8217;m not heartless even though some days I beg myself to be because even though there&amp;#8217;s a millions I&amp;#8217;s in this shitshow its all about everyone else&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49326768160</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49326768160</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 22:01:01 -0400</pubDate><category>personal</category><category>fed up</category></item><item><title>This has probably been the hardest week of my life</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This has probably been the hardest week of my life&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49225963653</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/49225963653</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 21:45:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Everyone&amp;#8217;s got a story
Some days it&amp;#8217;s comedy and some it&amp;#8217;s tragedy
We all want to...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Everyone&amp;#8217;s got a story&lt;br/&gt;
Some days it&amp;#8217;s comedy and some it&amp;#8217;s tragedy&lt;br/&gt;
We all want to live safe and sound&lt;br/&gt;
To be birthed from within and die for the ground&lt;br/&gt;
Beneath our feet I wonder why we run&lt;br/&gt;
But some days I wonder why we walk instead&lt;br/&gt;
Because moving fast and living long don&amp;#8217;t both seem possible&lt;br/&gt;
And I&amp;#8217;m at a loss of words over improbable things that are happening anyways&lt;br/&gt;
I&amp;#8217;m scared for our past and I welcome the future&lt;br/&gt;
But I don&amp;#8217;t know if people can drop where we came from over lifting up to where we are going&lt;br/&gt;
And I wonder&lt;br/&gt;
I just sit here and wonder&lt;br/&gt;
If I could give peace I would&lt;br/&gt;
And we all can so why won&amp;#8217;t you?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/48369789313</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/48369789313</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 14:19:36 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>No one should ever be bent so far out of shape they don&amp;#8217;t fit this place anymore
if you want...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;No one should ever be bent so far out of shape they don&amp;#8217;t fit this place anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if you want to hurt someone then hurt yourself but stop our suffering&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why must we sit in fear and in pain, in loss and love that never was&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there&amp;#8217;s a story in every blade of grass and whisper of the wind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there is a difference in the way the sun rises every single day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if you don&amp;#8217;t believe it then open your eyes and see&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this world can be beautiful if we maybe just hold on when we shouldn&amp;#8217;t&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we can try to be happy when we think we can&amp;#8217;t anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and even when the numbers go one under and start to plunder&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;m always here even though sometimes I want to disappear&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and that much is clear, you must deal with what you&amp;#8217;re given&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;always thinking you can change everything when you can&amp;#8217;t change anything&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;all we have left is hope and we&amp;#8217;ve got to use it, for the sake of our souls&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;our beings that yearn for excellence and perfection when it&amp;#8217;s impossible&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but I don&amp;#8217;t really believe that at all&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/48273716265</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/48273716265</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Apr 2013 08:34:15 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>stuck with nothing I want</title><description>&lt;p&gt;stuck with nothing I want&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/47549452667</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/47549452667</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Apr 2013 13:34:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I could write you a fairytale about daydreaming so beautifully
tell you a story about a prince and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I could write you a fairytale about daydreaming so beautifully&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tell you a story about a prince and his love living life together endlessly&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;wonder for a minute if it could happen to you or to me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;thinking today this day tomorrow it&amp;#8217;s all the same, where it&amp;#8217;s just not happening&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;as I sit here next to you in a dark room where I see in shades of gray&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you could sift through the days where I can&amp;#8217;t even remember anything&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but the way karma relays, and it stays with us til I can&amp;#8217;t stay awake anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I never sinned against you like you would think, but that&amp;#8217;s what you&amp;#8217;d think so I say it so&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if you could carry a note I would let you know I can&amp;#8217;t do this anymore but I do every time&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would take pity out on you like a hit trying to take your fucking pitiful life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but maybe that&amp;#8217;s just me, it&amp;#8217;s always me jealous waiting in the back&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sick of trying to have friends like other things just for the matter of fact&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could write an ocean but I become still like a pond&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we used to skip rocks across with some of them but we forget how to get along&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/47318600081</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/47318600081</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 20:03:06 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category><category>whatever</category></item><item><title>A journey you say
may be more than just for me
because in parts, we&amp;#8217;re everything
we pour out...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;A journey you say&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;may be more than just for me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because in parts, we&amp;#8217;re everything&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we pour out blood just to see if we bleed&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i&amp;#8217;d never let you go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or leave you behind you see&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because if i&amp;#8217;m going to be free&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;then i&amp;#8217;m sure as hell you will be&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;there&amp;#8217;s a million different destinies where we all cannot decide&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;do we discipline the master who has left his behind?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;do we substitute dreams for schemes in which we may win&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but we will never be washed away from such disgusting sins&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if you would give me that chance for greatness&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;where no one could debate it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;d show you colors golden &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like heaven should be gated&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and if you believe in me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like I believe we can change it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;ll see it through to the end with you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;regardless of the haul&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/47101893265</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/47101893265</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Apr 2013 07:53:19 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>I know a lot about waiting
I know a lot about sitting and wondering where your time&amp;#8217;s...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I know a lot about waiting&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know a lot about sitting and wondering where your time&amp;#8217;s going&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how you can just waste yourself away wanting more but not trying&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;maybe just done with trying, maybe even just for a day&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know how it is to feel so alone&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to feel so alone everywhere you go when there&amp;#8217;s bodies all around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but they&amp;#8217;re not simple and warm to the touch like you&amp;#8217;d believe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;they&amp;#8217;re not anything you&amp;#8217;d want to see existing because they&amp;#8217;re not existing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sometimes I wonder if you&amp;#8217;re only here because I imagine it so&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I guess we&amp;#8217;re all just lost souls with nowhere left to go &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you want to try to see a story, a line to follow, anything real&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you want to know how a man can shatter himself silly over nothing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and then on other days he can take a million blows standing like a blessing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just don&amp;#8217;t understand because there&amp;#8217;s so much to take in all at once&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;d like to think i&amp;#8217;m dreaming so maybe i&amp;#8217;ll be more okay with endings&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t seen one effective way to cope with the most devastating things&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#8217;t found one person who knows what I mean by love, and it&amp;#8217;s entirety&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and just how much it means to me to be respected and be believed in&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;m always thinking if we&amp;#8217;re all similar in our design how we don&amp;#8217;t understand&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or we just ignore what we know is right instead of treating each other like we&amp;#8217;d treat ourselves&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because i&amp;#8217;d say it for the records, I could never act like I won&amp;#8217;t ever see you again&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and treat you like a piece of shit instead of just being your friend for the moment if that&amp;#8217;s what it is&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/46938063931</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/46938063931</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 10:47:32 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category><category>thoughts</category></item><item><title>I could never understand how giving so much could get so little
or the difference between bad and...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I could never understand how giving so much could get so little&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;or the difference between bad and worse could be just where the good is&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but how are you supposed to know just how bad things really are&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when every time I cry, i&amp;#8217;m told to be strong just for the fact of being strong&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when every time I say it&amp;#8217;s unfair, you tell me that a lot of things in life are&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when every time I suffer myself to sleep, you say i&amp;#8217;m sorry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but i&amp;#8217;m sorry doesn&amp;#8217;t mean anything in the world to me anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am tired of hearing silly shout outs about how we can&amp;#8217;t make it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;sad lisps about how the seasons change but this feeling stopped changing with it&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;begging to know where we belong, but I know I should be here for the moment&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;no matter how hard things could be, we must bend and never break&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and you taught me to live life like I could take the world for my own even if but for a second&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you made me feel so smart as to know, made me feel so much as to believe in other hearts and other worlds&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;could you take my hand this time, follow me into this, whatever it is?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wouldn&amp;#8217;t start each sentence with a period, but that&amp;#8217;s how most end&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would end every day feeling loved unless it would make you feel unloved&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t know where to draw the line, i&amp;#8217;m tired of I&amp;#8217;s and not we&amp;#8217;s&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tired of I&amp;#8217;s and not us&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but if you betrayed me into an I, than you&amp;#8217;d be no different than the rest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because where you may try half assed, I would do my best&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and the way the leaves rustle in the wind makes it seem just like it&amp;#8217;s raining&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but it&amp;#8217;s the end of March and i&amp;#8217;m thinking i&amp;#8217;m just going crazy again&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/46694236223</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/46694236223</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Mar 2013 15:47:22 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category><category>personal</category></item><item><title>I just don&amp;#8217;t know where to start
on days like these where this isn&amp;#8217;t a lot but sunshine...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I just don&amp;#8217;t know where to start&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;on days like these where this isn&amp;#8217;t a lot but sunshine and I&amp;#8217;m baffled&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t know how to write and these feelings come in waves&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like i&amp;#8217;m important, and this moment could be so much&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but it falls short like waves that could never reach you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i&amp;#8217;m the fool for letting you walk out that door&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;for walking you out that door and just watching &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we all remember those rosy red feelings of flower gardens&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;we all want to kiss like the first time and die like it means the world&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;in my dreams there is this feeling of glory and love like a book&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but my story never reads quite the same as anything i&amp;#8217;d consider premeditated&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I get scared you&amp;#8217;re going to die and leave me, I get scared my family is going to break away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and I don&amp;#8217;t want to die alone so sad in my head knowing you&amp;#8217;re all right here&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t want to be an incapable, a cripple to accepting love but I don&amp;#8217;t understand&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;how we can fake to get faked to, how you take from sheer lies the opposite of I&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;some days I beg god for stupidity, some days I don&amp;#8217;t believe in god&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but who&amp;#8217;s to say i&amp;#8217;m right and you&amp;#8217;re wrong&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;when I feel so sure of my world and the things I would change if I could&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I would rather help than be helped even though maybe i&amp;#8217;m crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but I just never know where to draw the line between this and I&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just don&amp;#8217;t know where to finish this&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45414386240</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45414386240</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 08:04:00 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category><category>whatever</category></item><item><title>Our lives aren&amp;#8217;t the same but you say you know when I&amp;#8217;m locked out and you&amp;#8217;re...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Our lives aren&amp;#8217;t the same but you say you know when I&amp;#8217;m locked out and you&amp;#8217;re sitting at home&lt;br/&gt;
You say you get the reason I wonder how all my high hopes turn to struggles&lt;br/&gt;
But you don&amp;#8217;t know a word of the saddest sort of songs&lt;br/&gt;
The strong build bridges for the weak to walk upon&lt;br/&gt;
I ask you to stay just for the love&lt;br/&gt;
But it doesn&amp;#8217;t fit tight like a glove&lt;br/&gt;
It dangles loose like my hand me down clothes&lt;br/&gt;
Til it falls away like bodies into holes and there&amp;#8217;s nowhere to go&lt;br/&gt;
And I wonder why I try when it hurts so bad and you don&amp;#8217;t understand&lt;br/&gt;
Just like you never did, and like you never can&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45209396824</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45209396824</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 16:16:25 -0400</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item><item><title>What i&amp;#8217;d do with trust like lust from me to you</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What i&amp;#8217;d do with trust like lust from me to you&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45069147414</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45069147414</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 20:16:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I feel like everyone&amp;#8217;s moving along and I&amp;#8217;m still
Stuck like a pebble at the bottom of a...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I feel like everyone&amp;#8217;s moving along and I&amp;#8217;m still&lt;br/&gt;
Stuck like a pebble at the bottom of a river&lt;br/&gt;
And I know some days the water changes flow&lt;br/&gt;
But this lack of progress leaves me with nowhere to go&lt;br/&gt;
To nights up late without weary eyes&lt;br/&gt;
From ideas that make you wonder why&lt;br/&gt;
And I do wonder why, why best friends lie&lt;br/&gt;
Why love hurts more than anything else could&lt;br/&gt;
How one could sacrifice so much for so little&lt;br/&gt;
Sometimes I&amp;#8217;d give a year for the lessons I&amp;#8217;d learn&lt;br/&gt;
Other days I&amp;#8217;d throw away money for a moments rest&lt;br/&gt;
And I wonder again&lt;br/&gt;
Why we hurt to love those who hurt us&lt;br/&gt;
When I&amp;#8217;d rather hurt alone then show I care more than you&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45003654706</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/45003654706</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 00:36:06 -0500</pubDate><category>prose</category></item><item><title>Spin me a spotlight in my room so I can dance now
tell me a story about how you did this when you...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Spin me a spotlight in my room so I can dance now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tell me a story about how you did this when you were young&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;tell me that we are young too, even though I won&amp;#8217;t believe you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;because it&amp;#8217;s hard to believe much of anything anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;so where do we go when we know that time&amp;#8217;s changing us,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and how come I thought I was blessed but now i&amp;#8217;m messed up&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;will you relate like I do to your tales of woes and miseries,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;answer me when I ask you if you think this is true reality&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and if dreams are dreams how come I feel when I wake&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;why do birds fly in pairs but I can&amp;#8217;t stand to see a soul shake anymore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;where does time go when you know it&amp;#8217;s leaving us&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;does it have a home like i&amp;#8217;ve never known where love is enough&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#8217;ve only asked for some things, common courtesies and you see&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;most souls are incompetent with their ability to give that to me&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/44534490099</link><guid>http://brandonthebard.tumblr.com/post/44534490099</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 05:44:04 -0500</pubDate><category>poetry</category><category>prose</category></item></channel></rss>
