<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:22:24.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEEDING ON THE CARPET</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a place to view my emo poetry.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-1999455896112842165</id><published>2012-01-12T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:50:02.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>intricate.</title><content type='html'>intricately woven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like threads&lt;br /&gt;hand&lt;br /&gt;sown&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; each &lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; every &lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;How to be woven&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;Sown all at once?&lt;br /&gt;Morning bright colors are&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;Distracting&lt;br /&gt;when your&lt;br /&gt;EYES&lt;br /&gt;can't seem to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;focus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a dirty lense clogging your&lt;br /&gt;view&lt;br /&gt;Or the &lt;br /&gt;way&lt;br /&gt;I long&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;br /&gt;move and unmove&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;(or something like that)&lt;br /&gt;with uncountable unreachable promises that are not &lt;br /&gt;spoken even through those melancholic eyes of yours. So perhaps it's all in my head...perhaps it's better that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;br /&gt;alright that&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs drugs w/an imagination as swell as mine?&lt;br /&gt;Who needs drink when you already stink with obsession so refined?&lt;br /&gt;I hear the music floating....&lt;br /&gt;effervescently&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; F&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;L&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;L&lt;br /&gt;flailingly&lt;br /&gt;arms&lt;br /&gt;all&lt;br /&gt;a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; f&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; l&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; u&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; t&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; t&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; r&lt;br /&gt;until&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;unerringly&lt;br /&gt;back&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;my pretty little blanket world&lt;br /&gt;hand sown by the good, honest, indiginous peoples of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-1999455896112842165?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/1999455896112842165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=1999455896112842165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/1999455896112842165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ride.&lt;br /&gt;I want you back&lt;br /&gt;the way you were, the way we were&lt;br /&gt;When you had my back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-6411911672727983659?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/6411911672727983659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=6411911672727983659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/6411911672727983659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/6411911672727983659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2012/01/back.html' title='BACK'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-4160494051691844705</id><published>2012-01-04T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:40:57.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUSPECT</title><content type='html'>Innocence is now a vanity&lt;br /&gt;Pure intent or no&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is a suspect&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is suspect.&lt;br /&gt;He swooped in&lt;br /&gt;Black coat, black hood, black gloves&lt;br /&gt;Hollowed out eyes&lt;br /&gt;And stole my trust away.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is a suspect&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is suspect&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing is clear&lt;br /&gt;And no one is here &lt;br 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/&gt;Keeping us forever in separation.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried meditation&lt;br /&gt;I've tried sedation&lt;br /&gt;But I only fall farther and farther in&lt;br /&gt;And nothing opens&lt;br /&gt;And nothing slams shut&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with only the same quiet room&lt;br /&gt;Full of nothing and more nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-3843694885462831807?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/3843694885462831807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=3843694885462831807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/3843694885462831807'/><link rel='self' 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teeth&lt;br /&gt;And my virginity.&lt;br /&gt;They sit out in the sun&lt;br /&gt;On sandy stretches of beach&lt;br /&gt;with umbrellas in their drinks&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with my socks&lt;br /&gt;and earring backs.&lt;br /&gt;I get postcards from Away&lt;br /&gt;Always blank on the one side&lt;br /&gt;And the picture is of that sandy beach&lt;br /&gt;Full of all I've left behind.&lt;br /&gt;My first kiss likes to make&lt;br /&gt;Sandcastles with my first best friend&lt;br /&gt;And my eyelashes form a conga line&lt;br /&gt;With my fingernail clippings.&lt;br /&gt;You are on that sandy shore&lt;br /&gt;Making stiff mojitos&lt;br /&gt;You pour them out and wave at me&lt;br /&gt;On a postcard from Away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-4826006134124779365?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-2268787765177931002</id><published>2011-12-18T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:17:41.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESTRAINT</title><content type='html'>Awkward like&lt;br /&gt;Urine running down your leg&lt;br /&gt;A family trait&lt;br /&gt;Multivariate&lt;br /&gt;Always slapping me with that glove&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;Restraining orders are a&lt;br /&gt;Barrier to love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-2268787765177931002?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/2268787765177931002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-8186723847973130593</id><published>2011-12-11T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T04:49:10.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITTER</title><content type='html'>When I'm mad at you&lt;br /&gt;My world is smaller&lt;br /&gt;And the hurt grows bitter&lt;br /&gt;And spoils like rotten meat.&lt;br /&gt;You mix with the bile in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;and make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;I can only live like this&lt;br /&gt;I will only live like this&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be mad at you&lt;br /&gt;Forever, it's a long time&lt;br /&gt;When the hurt for you&lt;br /&gt;Overturns the hurt from you&lt;br /&gt;I'll return&lt;br /&gt;Bearing just another open wound.&lt;br /&gt;I can only live like this&lt;br /&gt;I will only live like this&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-8186723847973130593?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/8186723847973130593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=8186723847973130593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8186723847973130593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8186723847973130593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/12/bitter.html' title='BITTER'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-3594479672413746618</id><published>2011-11-17T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:11:33.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEST I CAN (RESISTABLE MAN)</title><content type='html'>I can't be tied down to&lt;br /&gt;Someone so resistable&lt;br /&gt;You never made&lt;br /&gt;My heart beat fast&lt;br /&gt;This love of ours can't last&lt;br /&gt;It never even was.&lt;br /&gt;Empty of promise&lt;br /&gt;Unwilling to compromise&lt;br /&gt;We spent all our time together&lt;br /&gt;Daydreaming of a way out&lt;br /&gt;But it always seemed so&lt;br /&gt;Tedious, tiresome&lt;br /&gt;Finding a new home &lt;br /&gt;For my books&lt;br /&gt;And my heart&lt;br /&gt;I never could figure&lt;br /&gt;Where to start&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a real romance.&lt;br /&gt;Always went down&lt;br /&gt;The wrong road with&lt;br /&gt;The wrong man but&lt;br /&gt;I'm just doing&lt;br /&gt;The best I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-3594479672413746618?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/3594479672413746618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=3594479672413746618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/3594479672413746618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/3594479672413746618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/11/best-i-can-resistable-man.html' title='THE BEST I CAN (RESISTABLE MAN)'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-7310459316636773027</id><published>2011-10-19T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T22:08:18.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID</title><content type='html'>I fell in love with you the day you left&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't have loved me less.&lt;br /&gt;You used up all the stores&lt;br /&gt;Saved those lonely years.&lt;br /&gt;Threw them all away on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is just another word for stupid.&lt;br /&gt;"I fell in stupid with you"&lt;br /&gt;"You are the stupid of my life"&lt;br /&gt;Are just a few examples of&lt;br /&gt;How stupid stands for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Momma was right when she said&lt;br /&gt;Beware, the poor man who falls for you.&lt;br /&gt;And Momma was right when she said&lt;br /&gt;Hard hearts break more thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;And Momma was right about a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;Including you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-7310459316636773027?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/7310459316636773027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-8024912768498064005</id><published>2011-10-17T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:11:00.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLONDES ARE MORE FUN</title><content type='html'>If you leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll know you care&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;Your long blonde hair.&lt;br /&gt;It glints and gleams&lt;br /&gt;Under the sun&lt;br /&gt;like bright angelic&lt;br /&gt;Unearthly fun.&lt;br /&gt;My hair is dark&lt;br /&gt;Thick and brown&lt;br /&gt;like my face&lt;br /&gt;it seems to frown&lt;br /&gt;And curl away from&lt;br /&gt;The golden glare&lt;br /&gt;Of your insouciant&lt;br /&gt;long blonde hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-8024912768498064005?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/8024912768498064005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=8024912768498064005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8024912768498064005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8024912768498064005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/10/blondes-are-more-fun.html' title='BLONDES ARE MORE FUN'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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summers unyielding heat.&lt;br /&gt;And I would never begrudge&lt;br /&gt;The way you thrive&lt;br /&gt;Because despite my shady past&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to stay alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-6639909900508622390?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/6639909900508622390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=6639909900508622390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/6639909900508622390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/6639909900508622390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-5504610993708501685</id><published>2011-10-15T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T11:10:00.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INSIDE</title><content type='html'>"Mirror, Mirror on the wall&lt;br /&gt;who's the fairest of them all?"&lt;br /&gt;"Not you," says he.&lt;br /&gt;"Not I," says me.&lt;br /&gt;"But alas," he replied&lt;br /&gt;"No shame to hide,&lt;br /&gt;We are all pink inside."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-5504610993708501685?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-8907141587866300659</id><published>2011-10-14T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:45:00.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FULL (MUCH TOO FULL)</title><content type='html'>Everything is full&lt;br /&gt;Much too full of light and noise&lt;br /&gt;And bodies crowding&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol and laughter on their lips&lt;br /&gt;a vulgar, empty need in their eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I am taken in by that need.&lt;br /&gt;I am taken in by that emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;To be so blank&lt;br /&gt;If only for a night&lt;br /&gt;Is bliss unknown.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is always full&lt;br /&gt;Of brooding, long lost rooms&lt;br /&gt;Orange tinted like old photographs&lt;br /&gt;Of sunny days.&lt;br /&gt;His lips, hard and moistened on mine&lt;br /&gt;His eyes closed and careless -&lt;br /&gt;I drink him like a beverage with mine.&lt;br /&gt;If only for a night&lt;br /&gt;This bliss is mine.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will open&lt;br /&gt;My eyes one by one.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow thought will return&lt;br /&gt;With the chirp of birds and sun.&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be full&lt;br /&gt;Much too full of light and noise&lt;br /&gt;And bodies crowding&lt;br /&gt;Once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-8907141587866300659?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/8907141587866300659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=8907141587866300659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8907141587866300659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8907141587866300659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/10/full-much-too-full.html' title='FULL (MUCH TOO FULL)'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-4869894588538931417</id><published>2011-10-13T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T22:43:49.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONELINESS AS A SOUND</title><content type='html'>I sound lonely? &lt;br /&gt;How does loneliness sound?&lt;br /&gt;Especially in the absence of sound&lt;br /&gt;(You have only text to go by).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would imagine it sounds pretty quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just because you got yourself a honey,&lt;br /&gt;Don't presume it's any sort of antidote&lt;br /&gt;For the loneliness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Significant others don't do a thing.&lt;br /&gt;Only I can determine my happiness of self&lt;br /&gt;and I have decided to remain&lt;br /&gt;unhappy and alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-4869894588538931417?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/4869894588538931417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=4869894588538931417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4869894588538931417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4869894588538931417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/10/loneliness-as-sound.html' title='LONELINESS AS A SOUND'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-3585851510412931222</id><published>2011-10-05T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T07:22:16.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOSTLY</title><content type='html'>A simple frustration&lt;br /&gt;Mostly about control&lt;br /&gt;And lack&lt;br /&gt;And loss&lt;br /&gt;And a love for a concept&lt;br /&gt;For a construct of flesh&lt;br /&gt;And blood&lt;br /&gt;And bone&lt;br /&gt;How many restless nights&lt;br /&gt;Full of troubled dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of you&lt;br /&gt;Of me&lt;br /&gt;And the silences in between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-3585851510412931222?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/3585851510412931222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=3585851510412931222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/3585851510412931222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/3585851510412931222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/10/mostly.html' title='MOSTLY'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-7303914048905864566</id><published>2011-09-23T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T05:18:00.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS YOU</title><content type='html'>The breeze becomes an echo of a whisper in my ear&lt;br /&gt;when your voice is all I want to hear,&lt;br /&gt;and it almost makes sense&lt;br /&gt;if I listen hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I listen hard enough, I can hear your heart&lt;br /&gt;beneath the dirt, the cement, the cloth that covers your cold dead flesh.&lt;br /&gt;If I listen hard enough, I can hear your heart&lt;br /&gt;and how it doesn't beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you when the sun shines down arrogantly. I miss you when the stars are bright and the moon smiles leeringly. I miss you when the snow dances dizzily down to the earth. I miss you when the rain taps pleadingly at my window. I miss you now, my eyelids heavy with sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes, I can almost believe you're still here.&lt;br /&gt;If I listen hard enough, I can almost &lt;br /&gt;Forget&lt;br /&gt;You're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-7303914048905864566?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/7303914048905864566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=7303914048905864566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/7303914048905864566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/7303914048905864566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-miss-you.html' title='I MISS YOU'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-9125245121805697525</id><published>2011-09-21T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:08:00.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind The Mask</title><content type='html'>Capture me inside a box&lt;br /&gt;Limit me to just one life&lt;br /&gt;Guarantee I won't come back&lt;br /&gt;I'll subscribe to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your wings don't fool me&lt;br /&gt;Your halo is slipping&lt;br /&gt;I see behind the mask,&lt;br /&gt;The angelic front&lt;br /&gt;You are just a man&lt;br /&gt;A man I don't wanna know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you offer redemption&lt;br /&gt;Though you promise salvation&lt;br /&gt;The blood on your palms &lt;br /&gt;looks like paint to me&lt;br /&gt;You are just a man&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know where to find salvation&lt;br /&gt;I know how to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I know what to do with my devotion&lt;br /&gt;But it is not your Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capture me inside a box&lt;br /&gt;Limit me to just one life&lt;br /&gt;Guarantee I won't come back&lt;br /&gt;I'll subscribe to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-9125245121805697525?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/9125245121805697525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=9125245121805697525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/9125245121805697525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/9125245121805697525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/behind-mask.html' title='Behind The Mask'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-2604722909527969866</id><published>2011-09-20T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:57:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHADES OF THE FALL</title><content type='html'>I've had a few moments to&lt;br /&gt;Collect myself&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few years to gain&lt;br /&gt;Some mental health&lt;br /&gt;And I should be all better&lt;br /&gt;But I should've known better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become a shade of myself&lt;br /&gt;And that shade is grey&lt;br /&gt;And that shad is mauve&lt;br /&gt;And that shade is taupe&lt;br /&gt;And that shade is stupid and hated&lt;br /&gt;And underappreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few years to gain perspective&lt;br /&gt;It's been a few times I've been rejected&lt;br /&gt;I should be used to how this feels&lt;br /&gt;But sunburnt skin often peels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I become a shade of myself&lt;br /&gt;And that shade is grey&lt;br /&gt;And that shad is mauve&lt;br /&gt;And that shade is taupe&lt;br /&gt;And that shade is stupid and hated&lt;br /&gt;And underappreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you never saw me&lt;br /&gt;No you never saw me&lt;br /&gt;When I spent all my summers obsessing over you&lt;br /&gt;I spent all my winters obsessing over you&lt;br /&gt;I spent all my springs in love with you&lt;br /&gt;And all I've left is the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am is the fall&lt;br /&gt;-I am falling, I have fallen-&lt;br /&gt;Because first kisses don't mean &lt;br /&gt;"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;And second base doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;"I'll hold you forever"&lt;br /&gt;But in the end you know &lt;br /&gt;I lied&lt;br /&gt;When I said I have&lt;br /&gt;Never cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-2604722909527969866?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/2604722909527969866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=2604722909527969866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/2604722909527969866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/2604722909527969866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/shades-of-fall.html' title='SHADES OF THE FALL'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-1000964231167714448</id><published>2011-09-18T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T07:30:01.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER GO BACK</title><content type='html'>Don't know why I let you use me like you did&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I forgave what I shouldn't forgive&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't say why I let you abuse my heart&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know why from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is cool as it falls over me&lt;br /&gt;Washes the pain into the sea&lt;br /&gt;Soothes my aches with it's pitter patter&lt;br /&gt;Cleanses my soul of it's guilty chatter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If wishes were roses, I'd have a garden&lt;br /&gt;If kisses were jailtime, I'd have a pardon&lt;br /&gt;If bruises were badges, I'd have the prize&lt;br /&gt;If ruses were honest, well I'd tell no lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a brain when we first met&lt;br /&gt;Would've held back my heart and used my head&lt;br /&gt;Told you that I would rather be dead&lt;br /&gt;Than let you abuse me like you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take back all those things you said&lt;br /&gt;Take back all the hurt you dealt&lt;br /&gt;Give me back my legs to stand&lt;br /&gt;Give me back those things I felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm ready to face the day&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never look back,&lt;br /&gt;Never go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-1000964231167714448?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-2846674243426552082</id><published>2011-09-17T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:44:37.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELL I KNOW</title><content type='html'>Fingers in my brain&lt;br /&gt;I can't survive this lifeless terrain.&lt;br /&gt;Mountains of screaming devils,&lt;br /&gt;Eyeless they scent my tender flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming, screaming, eternal torment.&lt;br /&gt;Burning, scorching, torture's not silent.&lt;br /&gt;Fire, brimstone, feel the hungry lick.&lt;br /&gt;Gently cradle a mind turned sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every hour&lt;br /&gt;More and more I feel it's power&lt;br /&gt;So deceptive, slowly creeping&lt;br /&gt;In my brain while I am sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Captivating, watch me fading&lt;br /&gt;Faster, faster, watch me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am at the mercy &lt;br /&gt;Of creatures who don't see me&lt;br /&gt;They smell my desperation&lt;br /&gt;And know I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;Who'll come to save the day?&lt;br /&gt;This damsel can't help herself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-2846674243426552082?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/2846674243426552082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=2846674243426552082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/2846674243426552082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/2846674243426552082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/hell-i-know.html' title='HELL I KNOW'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-6498258090056909403</id><published>2011-09-16T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:28:00.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOW &amp; TELL</title><content type='html'>Frozen heart, you think of me&lt;br /&gt;Like I don't feel, I don't grieve.&lt;br /&gt;Because my eyes remain so dry&lt;br /&gt;You think I have no tears to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is not a simple thing,&lt;br /&gt;He haunts me still within my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I live my life in love with death&lt;br /&gt;And he the one without a breath&lt;br /&gt;Took it all away in one vacant stare.&lt;br /&gt;How can you say that I don't care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wail and if I weep,&lt;br /&gt;Toss and turn within my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Would my grief be more bonafide&lt;br /&gt;Than if I'd kept it all inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But grief is not a simple thing,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of tears I laugh and sing.&lt;br /&gt;There is comedy in death&lt;br /&gt;And you're the one wasting breath&lt;br /&gt;Trying to decode my stare,&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell are you&lt;br /&gt;That you know me so well?&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;We don't all like to show &amp; tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-6498258090056909403?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/6498258090056909403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=6498258090056909403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/6498258090056909403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/6498258090056909403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/show-tell.html' title='SHOW &amp; TELL'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-5683755194982143605</id><published>2011-09-15T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:25:52.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE IS TIME</title><content type='html'>There is time to explore&lt;br /&gt;The criminal impulses &lt;br /&gt;That you feel in your gut&lt;br /&gt;When you don't ignore the voices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time, boy&lt;br /&gt;Draw a line, boy&lt;br /&gt;Pick the side that you won't cross&lt;br /&gt;Just take the time, boy&lt;br /&gt;Be a fine boy&lt;br /&gt;Put your shoulder to that cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't cross the spear that bleeds you&lt;br /&gt;Thank the nails that hold you up&lt;br /&gt;For they absolve you of your sins&lt;br /&gt;And make you purer than a little lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain is simple to inflict,&lt;br /&gt;Mercy needs a bigger stick.&lt;br /&gt;Flaggelation is salvation&lt;br /&gt;Not one need accuse you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is time to make amends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is time, boy&lt;br /&gt;Make amends, boy&lt;br /&gt;To the ones that you have crossed&lt;br /&gt;There is time, boy&lt;br /&gt;Be a fine boy&lt;br /&gt;Put your shoulder to that cross...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-5683755194982143605?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/5683755194982143605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=5683755194982143605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;We were too tired and sore&lt;br /&gt;You sacrificed yourself so I could live&lt;br /&gt;Gave all that you could give&lt;br /&gt;But I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only want me for my body now&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to just give in&lt;br /&gt;I should just shoot you in the head&lt;br /&gt;You left me for the walking dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was love from the start&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;Killing zombies through the endless night&lt;br /&gt;We were the life of the fight&lt;br /&gt;We were the perfect pair&lt;br /&gt;And it's just not fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only want me for my body now&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to just give in&lt;br /&gt;I should just shoot you in the head&lt;br /&gt;You left me for the walking dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just not the same without you&lt;br /&gt;The laughs we had were too few&lt;br /&gt;And more than your sharpshooting skills I miss&lt;br /&gt;Your warm embrace and your kiss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only want me for my body now&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to just give in&lt;br /&gt;I should just shoot you in the head&lt;br /&gt;You left me for the walking dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-1583844152892258328?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/1583844152892258328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=1583844152892258328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/1583844152892258328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/1583844152892258328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/walking-dead.html' title='Walking Dead'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-358312414121705286</id><published>2011-09-13T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:27:49.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COME AND GO</title><content type='html'>My body is a convenience store&lt;br /&gt;Take what you want, walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Pump your fuel, drive away&lt;br /&gt;Come and Go, don't dare stay&lt;br /&gt;Don't loiter, don't linger&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you the finger&lt;br /&gt;Show you the door&lt;br /&gt;When you say you want more&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for the lay&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-358312414121705286?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/358312414121705286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=358312414121705286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/358312414121705286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/358312414121705286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-and-go.html' title='COME AND GO'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-8315926387339050738</id><published>2011-09-12T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:25:14.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PURGATORY</title><content type='html'>We lie to ourselves&lt;br /&gt;About the state we're in&lt;br /&gt;Purgatory is a place within&lt;br /&gt;When we are without love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your girlfriend knows you love me more.&lt;br /&gt;I think it shows, this love, this core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with me?&lt;br /&gt;I can't give, not fully.&lt;br /&gt;I can love, but not wholly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do nothing but laugh all night&lt;br /&gt;Because best friends should never fight&lt;br /&gt;or love too much. &lt;br /&gt;Not wholly, not fully.&lt;br /&gt;Not you and not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more, I think you know&lt;br /&gt;this love, this core's not safe to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lie to ourselves&lt;br /&gt;About the state we're in&lt;br /&gt;Purgatory is a place within&lt;br /&gt;When we are without love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-8315926387339050738?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/8315926387339050738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=8315926387339050738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8315926387339050738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/8315926387339050738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/09/purgatory.html' title='PURGATORY'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-4992605648831298986</id><published>2011-06-14T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T01:24:00.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOOMING</title><content type='html'>The labor of your love is&lt;br /&gt;blooming all around&lt;br /&gt;my hips&lt;br /&gt;my thighs&lt;br /&gt;my swollen lips.&lt;br /&gt;With soft cries you announce&lt;br /&gt;the deed is done&lt;br /&gt;golden thread &lt;br /&gt;spun through my degradation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-4992605648831298986?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/4992605648831298986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=4992605648831298986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4992605648831298986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4992605648831298986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/06/blooming.html' title='BLOOMING'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-7306556255701123788</id><published>2011-06-13T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T04:07:56.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERY WORD</title><content type='html'>I have never&lt;br /&gt;and would never,&lt;br /&gt;but with you I try so hard&lt;br /&gt;in every glance,&lt;br /&gt;every word,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;There is no rhyme or reason,&lt;br /&gt;there is only this demon.&lt;br /&gt;There is only this filofax of ruin,&lt;br /&gt;a contact list of despair,&lt;br /&gt;and I can't look, I can't seek,&lt;br /&gt;I can't find&lt;br /&gt;anyone who compares to you&lt;br /&gt;because you are my ruin, my desolation.&lt;br /&gt;You make of me nothing&lt;br /&gt;and you fill me with everything&lt;br /&gt;and all the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;are dim in comparison,&lt;br /&gt;and it's you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you,&lt;br /&gt;and I try so hard to hide it,&lt;br /&gt;but with every word,&lt;br /&gt;with every glance&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Every word is I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-7306556255701123788?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/7306556255701123788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-4446293228190970498</id><published>2011-06-11T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T04:12:53.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMING</title><content type='html'>Serendipidous rush -&lt;br /&gt;She,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere inside of her, &lt;br /&gt;knows it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;Rumbling reverberation&lt;br /&gt;at her core.&lt;br /&gt;A rhythmic &lt;br /&gt;circling flush&lt;br /&gt;in the atoms of her very being.&lt;br /&gt;She,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere inside of her,&lt;br /&gt;knows it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;Her body is a track,&lt;br /&gt;His message a transit,&lt;br /&gt;Her heart a tunnel&lt;br /&gt;through which he will pass.&lt;br /&gt;She,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere inside of her,&lt;br /&gt;knows it's coming -&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-4446293228190970498?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/4446293228190970498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=4446293228190970498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4446293228190970498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4446293228190970498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2011/06/coming.html' title='COMING'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-4985472181945405247</id><published>2011-06-10T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T04:18:55.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUBSERVIENCE</title><content type='html'>I kneeled at your feet&lt;br /&gt;and bathed them with the silk&lt;br /&gt;sun-split ends of my hair&lt;br /&gt;and the salty sweetness&lt;br /&gt;of my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kneeled at your feet&lt;br /&gt;-subservient to-&lt;br /&gt;for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you&lt;br /&gt;patted my head, sent me away.&lt;br /&gt;And you&lt;br /&gt;-whom I ws subservient to-&lt;br /&gt;Threw stones at me, kicked me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;watched you thin,&lt;br /&gt;your flesh, your hair,&lt;br /&gt;the color from your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I watched them grow dim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;with grim humor&lt;br /&gt;laughed at your demise,&lt;br /&gt;the failure of your romance,&lt;br /&gt;and washed my hair&lt;br /&gt;free of your soil(soot, filth).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-4985472181945405247?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/4985472181945405247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=4985472181945405247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/4985472181945405247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Yeah do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I make you cry &lt;br /&gt;On lonely nights when stars won't shine&lt;br /&gt;Do I? Oh do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I make you feel sad&lt;br /&gt;Do I remind you of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you'd never met me way back when?&lt;br /&gt;Does the memory of me hurt you inside?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could hide?&lt;br /&gt;Curl up and just forget.&lt;br /&gt;Curl up and just forget you met me&lt;br /&gt;Way back when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like I &lt;br /&gt;Left you there high and so dry?&lt;br /&gt;Do you? Yeah do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I remind you &lt;br /&gt;Of quiet nights on swinging chairs&lt;br /&gt;Do I? Oh do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I make you feel sad&lt;br /&gt;Do I remind you of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you'd never met me way back when?&lt;br /&gt;Does the memory of me hurt you inside?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could hide?&lt;br /&gt;Curl up and just forget.&lt;br /&gt;Curl up and just forget you met me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you &lt;br /&gt;I never meant you no harm&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little fucked up myself&lt;br /&gt;Ya know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you &lt;br /&gt;I never meant you no harm&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little fucked up myself&lt;br /&gt;Ya know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So curl up and just forget&lt;br /&gt;Curl up and just forget you met me.&lt;br /&gt;Curl up...yeah curl up.&lt;br /&gt;Just forget way back when.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-5717702089753582477?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/5717702089753582477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=5717702089753582477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/5717702089753582477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/5717702089753582477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-forget.html' title='JUST FORGET'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-115562624003440285</id><published>2006-08-15T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:17:20.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STARS AND DIRT</title><content type='html'>You turn to me (you turn to me)&lt;br /&gt;your wings a leathery black&lt;br /&gt;you turn to me (you turn and say)&lt;br /&gt;and say &lt;br /&gt;"Look not to the skies for salvation,&lt;br /&gt;Look not to the skies &lt;br /&gt;in fear of damnation,&lt;br /&gt;Look to the north&lt;br /&gt;look east, west, south...&lt;br /&gt;but don't look up and don't look down&lt;br /&gt;for all you'll see are stars and dirt"&lt;br /&gt;Don't look down when you jump.&lt;br /&gt;"My love looked down once, long ago"&lt;br /&gt;said his dog-headed companion,&lt;br /&gt;"she fell and drowned in an abyss of tortured&lt;br /&gt;souls, and light too bright for her poor eyes &lt;br /&gt;to filter. She died blind and deaf to the cries that matter."&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what any of this has to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;I am only hear to record, to see&lt;br /&gt;when the world ends, I want to watch&lt;br /&gt;as it burns, a dying star,&lt;br /&gt;a decaying, hungry thing, this earth.&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the world turn to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to look like what it really is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-115562624003440285?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/115562624003440285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=115562624003440285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115562624003440285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115562624003440285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/08/stars-and-dirt.html' title='STARS AND DIRT'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-115510810090324060</id><published>2006-08-09T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:21:40.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycled Tears</title><content type='html'>You are the cold, the wet sliding feeling&lt;br /&gt;the pattering, ever gentle rolling down my flesh&lt;br /&gt;you are that insistent nuzzle,&lt;br /&gt;the hardening state you put me in&lt;br /&gt;is the same as the &lt;br /&gt;drip drip&lt;br /&gt;falling incandescent life&lt;br /&gt;Recycled tears.&lt;br /&gt;What is in a tear?&lt;br /&gt;What brings forth the saltwater &lt;br /&gt;drip drip&lt;br /&gt;falling incandescent death&lt;br /&gt;Recycled fears?&lt;br /&gt;You roll down my spine, the arch in my back&lt;br /&gt;can it now define&lt;br /&gt;the divine?&lt;br /&gt;You are the cold, the wet sliding feeling&lt;br /&gt;the pattering, ever gentle rolling down my flesh&lt;br /&gt;you are that insistent nuzzle,&lt;br /&gt;the hardening state you put me in&lt;br /&gt;is the same as the &lt;br /&gt;drip drip&lt;br /&gt;falling incandescent life&lt;br /&gt;Recycled tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-115510810090324060?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/115510810090324060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=115510810090324060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115510810090324060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115510810090324060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/08/recycled-tears.html' title='Recycled Tears'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-115277026320087543</id><published>2006-07-12T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:57:43.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AN INTERLUDE WITH DEATH</title><content type='html'>What do you say to Death when he's standing beside you,&lt;br /&gt;his bony, time worn hand stretched beseechingly toward you?&lt;br /&gt;The gesture is almost comforting,&lt;br /&gt;almost gentle.&lt;br /&gt;The pleading of a lover, the insistence of a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell him "No, not today,"&lt;br /&gt;Do you tell him "Never, go away!"?&lt;br /&gt;Can one evade Death like taxes or the Dentist?&lt;br /&gt;Where would we be without an end?&lt;br /&gt;The story would just never stop...&lt;br /&gt;what a bore!&lt;br /&gt;Death stood at my shoulder the other day&lt;br /&gt;whispering sweet somethings in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;They weren't words that one could hear, but I felt them loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;Death said to me, he said,&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness, erase the sadness with my embrace,"&lt;br /&gt;Death sang, "Come, end this pointless race...&lt;br /&gt;come with me and we shall dance.&lt;br /&gt;We shalll dance among the stars &lt;br /&gt;We shall dance beneath the seas&lt;br /&gt;We shall dance beyond it all and back again."&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to an offer like that?&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to Death when he's standing beside you,&lt;br /&gt;his bony, time-worn hand stretched beseechingly toward you?&lt;br /&gt;Can one just say "NO" to his tender caress?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shook my head, sorrow deep in my voice&lt;br /&gt;I said, "I can't right now, but soon, someday soon we shall dance."&lt;br /&gt;Death kissed me regretfully on the mouth&lt;br /&gt;and that is why the complacent always flee from my words.&lt;br /&gt;My love returns to me someday, to take me close and far away&lt;br /&gt;He comes for you also,&lt;br /&gt;so dress nicely, and practice your waltz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-115277026320087543?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/115277026320087543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=115277026320087543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115277026320087543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115277026320087543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/07/interlude-with-death.html' title='AN INTERLUDE WITH DEATH'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-115276933621408724</id><published>2006-07-12T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:42:23.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VACANCY</title><content type='html'>sometimes I lie on the dirt&lt;br /&gt;your dirt&lt;br /&gt;with the tiny blades of grass scratching at my arms&lt;br /&gt;tickling my nose&lt;br /&gt;the bugs climbing my arms&lt;br /&gt;wandering in my hair&lt;br /&gt;the wind whispering at my ear&lt;br /&gt;I dream that I've sunken &lt;br /&gt;down to you&lt;br /&gt;past the six feet of dirt&lt;br /&gt;through the cement&lt;br /&gt;through your wooden, silk lined cradle.&lt;br /&gt;I dream of sleeping safely&lt;br /&gt;within your arms.&lt;br /&gt;you are long dead, but it comforts me still.&lt;br /&gt;you are dead, but you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;is it possible for the living to haunt the dead?&lt;br /&gt;i sit upon your gravesone and feel like a ghost,&lt;br /&gt;i listen to the breeze&lt;br /&gt;groan with the trees&lt;br /&gt;i'm always near at night.&lt;br /&gt;i think perhaps your soul,&lt;br /&gt;that tenacious ever charcoal thing&lt;br /&gt;has vacated the premises&lt;br /&gt;...so i haunt your grave in your absence.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes as i sit under those cold, impartial stars,&lt;br /&gt;that mysterious orb named Moon,&lt;br /&gt;i imagine a great wolf attacking from the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;could it be Anubis,&lt;br /&gt;that dog-headed underworld god?&lt;br /&gt;"GO AWAY," says the Wind,&lt;br /&gt;or when the Wind's at play&lt;br /&gt;does it rather mean, "STAY"?&lt;br /&gt;you haunt my memory, my tumultously intangible dreams,&lt;br /&gt;but who's the real ghost,&lt;br /&gt;you or me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-115276933621408724?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/115276933621408724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=115276933621408724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115276933621408724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115276933621408724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/07/vacancy.html' title='VACANCY'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-115276863088301743</id><published>2006-07-12T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:30:30.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTHING = EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>I am everything that makes the soul wish to die.&lt;br /&gt;I am loneliness, remorse, disappointment, depression, disillusionment, the unforgivable lie.&lt;br /&gt;I am everything that can kindle and oppress.&lt;br /&gt;I am art, I am pasion, I am unbridled love, and distress.&lt;br /&gt;I am the very embodiment of the unfettered caress.&lt;br /&gt;I will love you and I will scorn you&lt;br /&gt;I will praise and I will mourn you&lt;br /&gt;I will teach and I will learn&lt;br /&gt;I will make you shiver and burn&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you'll ever need, but I am nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I am the void in your soul.&lt;br /&gt;I am the silence, the gaping hole in-between conversations, the gnawing sense of unfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;I am everything that makes the soul wish to die, and I will haunt you when you are dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-115276863088301743?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/115276863088301743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=115276863088301743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115276863088301743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115276863088301743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-everything.html' title='NOTHING = EVERYTHING'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-115276824558075802</id><published>2006-07-12T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:24:05.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE IDEALISTIC DRUNK</title><content type='html'>will I ever recover my &lt;br /&gt;uninhibited dreams?&lt;br /&gt;can childhood fantasies revisit the soul&lt;br /&gt;when it's dark and filled with tar and hate?&lt;br /&gt;I want to live the life unheard of&lt;br /&gt;I want to be known and adored&lt;br /&gt;love me love me love me&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LOOK AT ME DON'T LOOK AT ME&lt;br /&gt;flashing signs, ringing in my ears&lt;br /&gt;dizzy tumult of sound and oppressive&lt;br /&gt;ADULT.&lt;br /&gt;Space...&lt;br /&gt;why can't I transgress one more time&lt;br /&gt;i just want one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;bliss is just an illusion&lt;br /&gt;a simple dream to comfort the idealistic retards&lt;br /&gt;like cotton candy&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;pie&lt;br /&gt;kitten cats&lt;br /&gt;just another lie to keep the masses&lt;br /&gt;-DON'T LOOK AT ME DON'T LOOK AT ME-&lt;br /&gt;the ringing in my ears...&lt;br /&gt;If you could be another person&lt;br /&gt;If you could live another life&lt;br /&gt;Who would you be, what would you do,&lt;br /&gt;and why can't it be you now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-115276824558075802?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/115276824558075802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=115276824558075802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115276824558075802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/115276824558075802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/07/idealistic-drunk.html' title='THE IDEALISTIC DRUNK'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-114256931496040421</id><published>2006-03-16T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T20:21:54.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORAL FIXATION</title><content type='html'>I want to lick the chocolate from your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Like I'd lick the spoon after mixing&lt;br /&gt;I want to lick that corner where your lips end&lt;br /&gt;And my desire begins.&lt;br /&gt;That unnoticed corner consumes me&lt;br /&gt;For whole seconds, and minutes of the day.&lt;br /&gt;You consume me in an obsessive way&lt;br /&gt;That seems to have no clear beginning&lt;br /&gt;And no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;Lick, nibble, bite&lt;br /&gt;Would you taste like vanilla?&lt;br /&gt;Would you taste like rum?&lt;br /&gt;Would you taste better than chocolate &lt;br /&gt;On the tip of my tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Your lips entrance me,&lt;br /&gt;It's all I can do to break my gaze away&lt;br /&gt;From that unnoticed corner,&lt;br /&gt;Where the chocolate lingers,&lt;br /&gt;Where the sweetness resides.&lt;br /&gt;Whole seconds, minutes of my day&lt;br /&gt;Fixated on you&lt;br /&gt;The secret corners you keep&lt;br /&gt;I want to lick them away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-114256931496040421?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/114256931496040421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=114256931496040421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114256931496040421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114256931496040421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/03/oral-fixation.html' title='ORAL FIXATION'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-114154726884816155</id><published>2006-03-05T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:27:48.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIGID BITCH</title><content type='html'>She's so afraid of what could be&lt;br /&gt;And she's so afraid of what will never be,&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid,&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid.&lt;br /&gt;The cold seeps deeper, so much deeper&lt;br /&gt;Than skin deep&lt;br /&gt;And the frost it lingers inside her heart&lt;br /&gt;Because she's so afraid of what could be&lt;br /&gt;So afraid of what will never be&lt;br /&gt;Inside her heart.&lt;br /&gt;There are all of the could've been's&lt;br /&gt;And should've done's&lt;br /&gt;That will never go away,&lt;br /&gt;All of the reckless opportunities wasted&lt;br /&gt;In that backward glance,&lt;br /&gt;And she'll never get them back.&lt;br /&gt;She remembers the sound of his heart at her ear&lt;br /&gt;The way her breathing matched his&lt;br /&gt;The way his warmth melted her down,&lt;br /&gt;And she's so afraid of what could've been,&lt;br /&gt;So afraid of what will never be,&lt;br /&gt;So afraid of what there is now&lt;br /&gt;Inside her heart.&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid,&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid&lt;br /&gt;To let it all out,&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid to shout&lt;br /&gt;And move on in a world that makes her shiver,&lt;br /&gt;In a world that makes her cry.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if she doesn't speak,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if she keeps it all under lock&lt;br /&gt;Then everything will be forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;She's so easily forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid,&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid,&lt;br /&gt;She's so afraid to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-114154726884816155?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/114154726884816155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=114154726884816155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154726884816155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154726884816155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/03/frigid-bitch.html' title='FRIGID BITCH'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-114154927765389790</id><published>2006-02-11T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:01:17.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEVASTATION</title><content type='html'>If I devastate you,&lt;br /&gt;Will it make me feel better?&lt;br /&gt;If I pretend to hate you&lt;br /&gt;Will it make easier the loss &lt;br /&gt;Of your touch&lt;br /&gt;That I love so much,&lt;br /&gt;Those secret looks&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes have hooks?&lt;br /&gt;If I lie to you&lt;br /&gt;And degrade your perception of me,&lt;br /&gt;Will it be a lighthearted matter,&lt;br /&gt;Me, the condom wrapper?&lt;br /&gt;At least you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;That you really broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;At least you'll never see&lt;br /&gt;How much you devastate me.&lt;br /&gt;It might have been a car crash&lt;br /&gt;But at least I'll be the one driving away&lt;br /&gt;While you're stuck bleeding behind the wheel.&lt;br /&gt;If I devastate you,&lt;br /&gt;It may not make me feel better,&lt;br /&gt;But it just may make you feel worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-114154927765389790?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/114154927765389790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=114154927765389790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154927765389790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154927765389790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/02/devastation.html' title='DEVASTATION'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907882525339820</id><published>2006-02-04T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:47:05.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUR</title><content type='html'>Discordant without remorse&lt;br /&gt;A sour sound&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go to now?&lt;br /&gt;The melody is gone&lt;br /&gt;And so is the soul.&lt;br /&gt;Embittered black hole&lt;br /&gt;Is all that's left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907882525339820?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907882525339820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907882525339820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907882525339820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907882525339820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/02/sour.html' title='SOUR'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-114154896742263926</id><published>2006-01-30T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:56:07.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LONG WAY</title><content type='html'>We've come such a long way&lt;br /&gt;From where I thought we would stay&lt;br /&gt;We've come such a long way,&lt;br /&gt;But we've also taken two steps back.&lt;br /&gt;We tread a dangerous path,&lt;br /&gt;How do I know?&lt;br /&gt;This is a path that has been throdden before&lt;br /&gt;And will be much more&lt;br /&gt;Before life ceases to exist&lt;br /&gt;And breathing is eternally a misdemeanor.&lt;br /&gt;The end is destruction.&lt;br /&gt;The end is me with a knife in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And you with bloody hands.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be your good time,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause good times end.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your favorite ride,&lt;br /&gt;Your addiction by prescription,&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;We've come such a long way&lt;br /&gt;From where I thought we would stay,&lt;br /&gt;But is a long drop off a cliff a better place&lt;br /&gt;Than where we began?&lt;br /&gt;It began when you licked my lips,&lt;br /&gt;But it ends with the bittersweet kiss&lt;br /&gt;Of you tiring of me.&lt;br /&gt;It ends with the ebb and flow&lt;br /&gt;Of the tide named time,&lt;br /&gt;And the emotion called "Lack of Devotion."&lt;br /&gt;We've come such a long way&lt;br /&gt;From where I thought we would stay&lt;br /&gt;Your tongue at my ear ended my silence&lt;br /&gt;But began something more destructive,&lt;br /&gt;more potentially nihil.&lt;br /&gt;The end is near, can't you feel it?&lt;br /&gt;It ends wehn something better catches your eye.&lt;br /&gt;It ends with the bittersweet kiss&lt;br /&gt;Of you tiring of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-114154896742263926?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/114154896742263926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=114154896742263926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154896742263926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154896742263926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-way.html' title='A LONG WAY'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113908062289202107</id><published>2006-01-27T11:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:17:02.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WATCHING THE STARS DIE</title><content type='html'>You and I should sit and watch the stars die&lt;br /&gt;Watch them burn away with me.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have your inconsistencies&lt;br /&gt;But you can be so very sweet&lt;br /&gt;And I want you and I to watch time fade together.&lt;br /&gt;We have so much more in common&lt;br /&gt;When the world is inky black&lt;br /&gt;Our souls they inky match&lt;br /&gt;When we lie beneath the universe&lt;br /&gt;And contemplate our existence.&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you and I watch the stars die.&lt;br /&gt;I can almost hear them weep&lt;br /&gt;I can almost hear them scream&lt;br /&gt;As I listen too intently&lt;br /&gt;To the silence that lies so heavily between us.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the universe disdains our inconsistent ways&lt;br /&gt;But we can be so very sweeet.&lt;br /&gt;And I want you and I to watch time fade together.&lt;br /&gt;I want us to watch the stars die forever.&lt;br /&gt;Please, let's watch them burn away,&lt;br /&gt;Come burn it all away with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113908062289202107?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-114154964523735389</id><published>2006-01-26T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:07:25.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MEMORY OF YOU</title><content type='html'>There's still the memory of you&lt;br /&gt;That lingers on my lips&lt;br /&gt;You linger on my lips&lt;br /&gt;And though I try I can't forget&lt;br /&gt;Each and every moment&lt;br /&gt;When you brought me away &lt;br /&gt;From the silence and the pain&lt;br /&gt;With your smile&lt;br /&gt;With your charm&lt;br /&gt;With your warm arm wrapped around me&lt;br /&gt;There's still some warmth left behind&lt;br /&gt;Inside me&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire, a burning within for you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;To never kindle again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-114154964523735389?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/114154964523735389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=114154964523735389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154964523735389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154964523735389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/01/memory-of-you.html' title='THE MEMORY OF YOU'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-114154994849989733</id><published>2006-01-09T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:12:28.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USING YOU</title><content type='html'>You are the syringe&lt;br /&gt;I plunge into my flesh&lt;br /&gt;Under my skin,&lt;br /&gt;You get under my skin&lt;br /&gt;But he is my heroin&lt;br /&gt;And swims, The liquid life within.&lt;br /&gt;He is my liquid life,&lt;br /&gt;My heroin.&lt;br /&gt;You are the black lace bra,&lt;br /&gt;The fishnet covered thigh.&lt;br /&gt;I use you to get him,&lt;br /&gt;My means to an end,&lt;br /&gt;But he is my heroin.&lt;br /&gt;I love you I love you I love you&lt;br /&gt;My dirty syringe&lt;br /&gt;But you are only a means to an end.&lt;br /&gt;He is my heroin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-114154994849989733?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/114154994849989733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=114154994849989733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154994849989733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/114154994849989733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2006/01/using-you.html' title='USING YOU'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113908048184522948</id><published>2005-12-22T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:14:41.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ENDLESS FIGHT</title><content type='html'>The silence between us won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape your stony glare&lt;br /&gt;I want more you say, you plead,&lt;br /&gt;But what if this is all I have to give?&lt;br /&gt;What if this is all that I can offer?&lt;br /&gt;Will those pale fingers of yours still beckon for me in the night?&lt;br /&gt;Will those awkward eyes of yours still look at me with inner sight?&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will see there is so much more &lt;br /&gt;To loving me.&lt;br /&gt;I want more you say, you cry&lt;br /&gt;But what if this is all I have to give?&lt;br /&gt;Let me live, let me live.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all away to you, I would&lt;br /&gt;But this is all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;The silence between us is the constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;Of how I failed you and all your ne'er do wrong tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;That cold stare, stony glare,&lt;br /&gt;You are like the blackest night,&lt;br /&gt;The endless fight.&lt;br /&gt;Sword in hand, you cut me down and down and down&lt;br /&gt;A dagger thrust and you have my heart;&lt;br /&gt;You have always had my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I want more you say, you weep, you die&lt;br /&gt;I gave you all I had to give&lt;br /&gt;Now let me live...&lt;br /&gt;Let me live.&lt;br /&gt;A dagger thrust and you have my heart;&lt;br /&gt;You have always had my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113908048184522948?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113908048184522948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113908048184522948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908048184522948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908048184522948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/12/endless-fight.html' title='THE ENDLESS FIGHT'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113908030477624498</id><published>2005-11-13T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:11:44.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPIDERWEBS</title><content type='html'>Spiderwebs make me think of you&lt;br /&gt;The way you dance and move&lt;br /&gt;The shimmer &lt;br /&gt;The glimmer&lt;br /&gt;The sadness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite place that look&lt;br /&gt;But it matches the disquiet in my&lt;br /&gt;Heart.&lt;br /&gt;Which silken strand &lt;br /&gt;Do you cling to the most,&lt;br /&gt;The one that is darkened by the shade,&lt;br /&gt;The one a subtle hint of lavender jade?&lt;br /&gt;The loss of hope,&lt;br /&gt;The descent to despair,&lt;br /&gt;The way you dance and move.&lt;br /&gt;Spiderwebs make me think of you&lt;br /&gt;How easy you are to hold on to,&lt;br /&gt;How easily you fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;The shimmer &lt;br /&gt;The glimmer&lt;br /&gt;And then you are gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113908030477624498?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113908030477624498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113908030477624498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908030477624498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908030477624498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/11/spiderwebs.html' title='SPIDERWEBS'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113908017485339867</id><published>2005-10-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:09:34.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE DIES</title><content type='html'>I saw a glimpse of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes that day.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it was Hell?&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel less&lt;br /&gt;Grey.&lt;br /&gt;I watched when you thought&lt;br /&gt;No one could &lt;br /&gt;See.&lt;br /&gt;I watched you &lt;br /&gt;Watching her&lt;br /&gt;Watching me.&lt;br /&gt;The sky was blue &lt;br /&gt;The day I held you&lt;br /&gt;Close to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now we hold each other&lt;br /&gt;Like corpses hold a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;The stench carries on the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Lurid smiles adorning the &lt;br /&gt;Skeletal guise.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows why love dies.&lt;br /&gt;I felt you more those days &lt;br /&gt;When I was far away&lt;br /&gt;Than I can now&lt;br /&gt;Touching you,&lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine is devoid of soul.&lt;br /&gt;I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And my Heaven (or was it Hell?)&lt;br /&gt;is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of you&lt;br /&gt;Have died away&lt;br /&gt;Have left you&lt;br /&gt;Like you left me, when I let you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Behind.&lt;br /&gt;My voice&lt;br /&gt;Which withered away in your company&lt;br /&gt;Has returned to me,&lt;br /&gt;But your eyes still look so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left in your eyes for me...&lt;br /&gt;Lurid smiles...&lt;br /&gt;Skeletal guise...&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing left in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows why love dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113908017485339867?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113908017485339867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113908017485339867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908017485339867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908017485339867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-dies.html' title='LOVE DIES'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113908035586166135</id><published>2005-10-11T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:16:20.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE A HEART</title><content type='html'>A rose is like a heart&lt;br /&gt;It's crimson hue, it's elegant protection,&lt;br /&gt;Subtle deception,&lt;br /&gt;But so easily plucked in the light of day.&lt;br /&gt;So easily thrown away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113908035586166135?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113908035586166135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113908035586166135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908035586166135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908035586166135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/10/like-heart.html' title='LIKE A HEART'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907998324499924</id><published>2005-09-18T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:06:23.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONEY</title><content type='html'>The pretty butterflies are drawn to you,&lt;br /&gt;You paint such pretty pictures&lt;br /&gt;in thier hazy minds.&lt;br /&gt;Everything about you is&lt;br /&gt;Sweet like honey.&lt;br /&gt;So in they dip their pretty&lt;br /&gt;feet.&lt;br /&gt;-If only young hearts could understand&lt;br /&gt;That love is just a game-&lt;br /&gt;They drink your nectar sweet&lt;br /&gt;-If you were a snake it'd be venom-&lt;br /&gt;drip, agonizing drip.&lt;br /&gt;Happily they lap lap lap&lt;br /&gt;with their pretty little tongues&lt;br /&gt;until satiation finds them.&lt;br /&gt;-You are never satisfied-&lt;br /&gt;They flutter their pretty wings&lt;br /&gt;as if they could keep your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;-silly butterflies-&lt;br /&gt;They preen, surrounded by your pungent sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;-Your glance is a thousand red roses-&lt;br /&gt;Their wings flutter flutter flutter&lt;br /&gt;too late to escape your sticky grasp.&lt;br /&gt;The brilliant wings catch on your honey&lt;br /&gt;and fall to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Their screams will always haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;Empty eyes stare out of &lt;br /&gt;Honey-glazed sockets,&lt;br /&gt;Carmelized tributes to happier days&lt;br /&gt;and hautier spirits.&lt;br /&gt;-We never think we'll be the ones to get caught-&lt;br /&gt;-You never suspect it's you who could&lt;br /&gt;Drown in his sweet kiss,&lt;br /&gt;His viscous embrace-&lt;br /&gt;Even butterflies can drown in honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907998324499924?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907998324499924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907998324499924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907998324499924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907998324499924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/09/honey.html' title='HONEY'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907954155381427</id><published>2005-09-11T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:59:01.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE WITH ME</title><content type='html'>It's funny how everything can fall apart&lt;br /&gt;But still your life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;And there's the gaping hole&lt;br /&gt;That never goes away.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever fills it,&lt;br /&gt;It grows larger every day&lt;br /&gt;Consuming every part of you&lt;br /&gt;Till you're amorphous and grey.&lt;br /&gt;You suck the joy from every situation&lt;br /&gt;Just by being there.&lt;br /&gt;You're a waste of air.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment is me, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's for you to save me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's to die.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you to smile at me&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I can cry&lt;br /&gt;And everythign will be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me someday someone will love me.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me someday someone will understand.&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, come on, take my hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907954155381427?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907954155381427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907954155381427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907954155381427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907954155381427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/09/dance-with-me.html' title='DANCE WITH ME'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907948874716547</id><published>2005-09-04T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:58:08.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT</title><content type='html'>I'll eat your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Won't chuck it up.&lt;br /&gt;No bulimia for me,&lt;br /&gt;Bulimia is not the answer.&lt;br /&gt;Neither is Anorexia, &lt;br /&gt;B/c don't ya know&lt;br /&gt;It wrecks your life.&lt;br /&gt;I'll eat your madness&lt;br /&gt;Like chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;It's richness might overwhelm me&lt;br /&gt;But I wont chuck it up&lt;br /&gt;B/c bulimia is not the answer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of you&lt;br /&gt;And your depravity.&lt;br /&gt;I wish youd do the same for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz your lookin' thin&lt;br /&gt;And anorexia is not the answer,&lt;br /&gt;But bulimia might be.&lt;br /&gt;No, that's not right.&lt;br /&gt;In any case&lt;br /&gt;Eat! Damnit! Eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907948874716547?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907948874716547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907948874716547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907948874716547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907948874716547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/09/eat.html' title='EAT'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907939544981473</id><published>2005-08-30T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:56:35.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRETTY</title><content type='html'>I felt like being pretty today&lt;br /&gt;So I layered on the black nail-polish,&lt;br /&gt;It sparkles in a most seemly way,&lt;br /&gt;Like asphalt on a sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;I painted pretty lines around my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To make the shadows less stark,&lt;br /&gt;To make my eyes less dead.&lt;br /&gt;I wore my favorite shirt, black shoes,&lt;br /&gt;My most flattering pair of pants&lt;br /&gt;So no one can tell how uncomfortable I am inside.&lt;br /&gt;I slathered on the glitter&lt;br /&gt;To be magical and all things mystery&lt;br /&gt;But there is no magic in the world&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only mystery that interests me.&lt;br /&gt;I wore my hair in a dark curtain &lt;br /&gt;To hide behind when life makes me ache,&lt;br /&gt;But my roots are growing out&lt;br /&gt;And all I feel is fake.&lt;br /&gt;My poise is fabrication.&lt;br /&gt;My laughter a facade.&lt;br /&gt;I feel less real than Peter Pan,&lt;br /&gt;Less read than a dictionary in the ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like being pretty today,&lt;br /&gt;But no amount of paint&lt;br /&gt;Could cover the rot inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907939544981473?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113840190173999250</id><published>2005-06-04T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T14:59:50.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDERSTANDING</title><content type='html'>Nobody really ever understands,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they say they do,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could possibly understand all the intricacies of you.&lt;br /&gt;They'll never know your every motivation,&lt;br /&gt;They'll never see your every slight depression,&lt;br /&gt;They'll never look deeper than they want,&lt;br /&gt;Theyll never hear anything that isn't said.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they say they do,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could possibly understand &lt;br /&gt;All the intricacies of you.&lt;br /&gt;If they say they understand&lt;br /&gt;They're lying,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause lying comes naturally &lt;br /&gt;When you think you own empathy.&lt;br /&gt;All the sympathetic stares in the world&lt;br /&gt;Won't make me believe them.&lt;br /&gt;They don't understand because they're not you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they say they do,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody could possibly understand&lt;br /&gt;All the intricacies of you.&lt;br /&gt;...nobody ever really understands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113840190173999250?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113840190173999250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113840190173999250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113840190173999250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113840190173999250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/06/understanding.html' title='UNDERSTANDING'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907911699052882</id><published>2005-06-03T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:51:56.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FADE</title><content type='html'>The wind tugs with grasping fingers&lt;br /&gt;I can feel myself&lt;br /&gt;Almost&lt;br /&gt;Fading away.&lt;br /&gt;It's a slow thing &lt;br /&gt;But no one notices,&lt;br /&gt;No one cares.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I become nobody,&lt;br /&gt;If I was ever anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I become nothing&lt;br /&gt;Like Echo,&lt;br /&gt;Just the faintest whisper in your ear,&lt;br /&gt;The slightest breeze upon your skin.&lt;br /&gt;My kisses are the ignored chill&lt;br /&gt;Upon your spine.&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing but a memory,&lt;br /&gt;A ghost of something&lt;br /&gt;That might've been&lt;br /&gt;ReaL.&lt;br /&gt;The wind grasps with tugging, needy&lt;br /&gt;Fingers&lt;br /&gt;And I let myself&lt;br /&gt;Fade away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907911699052882?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907911699052882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907911699052882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907911699052882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907911699052882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/06/fade.html' title='FADE'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907902378839142</id><published>2005-05-06T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:50:23.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YIELD TO THE SIGN</title><content type='html'>My friend likes pink&lt;br /&gt;He's a super cool guy&lt;br /&gt;Almost black hair angled over one eye.&lt;br /&gt;"I like your sleeves, they're really big,"&lt;br /&gt;He says to me.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's meant to be an innuendo.&lt;br /&gt;YIELD to the sign&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to what's not mine&lt;br /&gt;YIELD to the sign&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have what's mine.&lt;br /&gt;"You don't push my go fast button,"&lt;br /&gt;He says to me.&lt;br /&gt;But that's fine, just fine&lt;br /&gt;Bloody fucking swell, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;I like carrots, but peas are also good&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Im thinking the way I should.&lt;br /&gt;YIELD to the sign&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome to what's not mine&lt;br /&gt;YIELD to the sign&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have what's mine.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't really life,&lt;br /&gt;It's just what it pretends to be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;And I only seem to see,&lt;br /&gt;But my friend really is a super cool guy&lt;br /&gt;Who likes pink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907902378839142?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907902378839142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907902378839142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907902378839142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907902378839142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/05/yield-to-sign.html' title='YIELD TO THE SIGN'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113908006525208151</id><published>2005-04-26T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T11:07:45.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLIRTATION</title><content type='html'>A smile,&lt;br /&gt;Flip the hair,&lt;br /&gt;Work that glossy mane like you mean it.&lt;br /&gt;A grin,&lt;br /&gt;A teasing remark,&lt;br /&gt;Hands all aflutter,&lt;br /&gt;A mutual attraction.&lt;br /&gt;One blonde, one brunette.&lt;br /&gt;Neither too worried about menstruation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113908006525208151?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113908006525208151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113908006525208151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908006525208151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113908006525208151'/><link 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907871423553053</id><published>2005-01-25T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:45:14.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE SWIFT INTAKE</title><content type='html'>Collective breaths of the masses&lt;br /&gt;One swift intake&lt;br /&gt;exhale&lt;br /&gt;eyes drying out of their wide open sockets&lt;br /&gt;sweat stark against their pallid faces&lt;br /&gt;Silent screams echoing&lt;br /&gt;resounding within&lt;br /&gt;Rigid spines&lt;br /&gt;Hands clenched upon themselves&lt;br /&gt;tight fists to ward away what connot be physically fought&lt;br /&gt;Internal shout.&lt;br /&gt;The masses tightly smile and nod their pale head&lt;br /&gt;at the thing they will never understand&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicable fear.&lt;br /&gt;It drives the masses&lt;br /&gt;hearts pounding with unnecessary rage,&lt;br /&gt;Anger fear hate.&lt;br /&gt;One swift intake&lt;br /&gt;exhale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907871423553053?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907871423553053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907871423553053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907871423553053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907871423553053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2005/01/one-swift-intake.html' title='ONE SWIFT INTAKE'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907859976948285</id><published>2004-12-11T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:43:19.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FELL</title><content type='html'>A star fell from the heavens today&lt;br /&gt;This day when there you lay&lt;br /&gt;Cold, empty, catatonic shell.&lt;br /&gt;The heavens wept from the loss,&lt;br /&gt;Rain pouring down&lt;br /&gt;From the blackest clouds I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;And the sky seems dark now&lt;br /&gt;With no one and nothing to fill &lt;br /&gt;The void you've left behind.&lt;br /&gt;The sound is the day without your voice&lt;br /&gt;An aching, throbbing silence&lt;br /&gt;Ever since&lt;br /&gt;The day you fell and became this&lt;br /&gt;Cold, catatonic shell from what you used to be.&lt;br /&gt;The food has lost it's flavor,&lt;br /&gt;The drink has lost it's effect&lt;br /&gt;The drugs, they numb the pain,&lt;br /&gt;But they don't bring you back.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the star that shone so bright&lt;br /&gt;Providing all necessary light.&lt;br /&gt;Now all is dark chaotic madness&lt;br /&gt;This empty soul cries with sadness&lt;br /&gt;All f*cked up since you fell from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;A star fell from the heavens today &lt;br /&gt;This day when there you lay&lt;br /&gt;Cold, empty, catatonic shell.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll greet you when I meet you &lt;br /&gt;In heartwarming Hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907859976948285?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907859976948285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907859976948285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907859976948285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907859976948285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2004/12/fell.html' title='FELL'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907835049328280</id><published>2004-11-11T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:39:10.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT GOOD ENOUGH</title><content type='html'>I hate feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm not good enough&lt;br /&gt;I hate acting this way&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm in a badly written play.&lt;br /&gt;I hate bing here without&lt;br /&gt;My self-confidence,&lt;br /&gt;It left me some time ago&lt;br /&gt;And now I've no defense.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the way I seem to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the girl you think is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the happy go fuck me freak&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a little scared to speak&lt;br /&gt;Out of turn&lt;br /&gt;Far too loud&lt;br /&gt;Way too much or not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;Like nothin I do could ever be&lt;br /&gt;Good enough, good enough&lt;br /&gt;For who you think is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the way I seem to be &lt;br /&gt;I'm not the girl you think is me &lt;br /&gt;I'm not the happy go fuck me freak&lt;br /&gt;I'm just ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Not good enough &lt;br /&gt;For you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907835049328280?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907835049328280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907835049328280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907835049328280'/><link 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about you.&lt;br /&gt;She's just a poser queen bee,&lt;br /&gt;Just a wanna be with no clue.&lt;br /&gt;Her gossip is always vast,&lt;br /&gt;But her words are never true;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't care about the past,&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't care about you.&lt;br /&gt;She tries too hard,&lt;br /&gt;She talks too loud,&lt;br /&gt;She brakes her promises,&lt;br /&gt;Is vain and preppy proud.&lt;br /&gt;Tyranical Monster Bitch Ass Ho,&lt;br /&gt;She's the worst person to know.&lt;br /&gt;She lies and she cheats,&lt;br /&gt;She wears short skirts with pleats.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't care about me,&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't care about you;&lt;br /&gt;She's just a poser queen bee,&lt;br /&gt;And she has no fucking clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907799519758491?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907799519758491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907799519758491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907799519758491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907799519758491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2004/10/tyranical-monster-bitch-ass-ho.html' title='TYRANICAL MONSTER BITCH ASS HO'/><author><name>Queen of the Inane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16426975175380544809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aXZIzn6-Cxs/SNvzQPmuxrI/AAAAAAAAADE/GNZlqzFDI0Y/S220/scaryhannah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602603.post-113907781239076694</id><published>2004-10-04T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T10:30:12.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUT UP</title><content type='html'>You make me wanna kill you dead&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, go away, get outta my head&lt;br /&gt;You're putting me into a downward spiral&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch me, you ass, you're infectious and viral.&lt;br /&gt;I have this pounding ache, this cranial pain&lt;br /&gt;You fucking fake, you're giving me a migraine.&lt;br /&gt;I hate your smug snears and false fucking airs&lt;br /&gt;I hate your pierced ears (express from Claires@)&lt;br /&gt;You moronic dipshit loser, get out now&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand it a second longer, you sodding cow&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, go away, get out of my head,&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna kill you dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21602603-113907781239076694?l=bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/feeds/113907781239076694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21602603&amp;postID=113907781239076694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907781239076694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21602603/posts/default/113907781239076694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bleedingonthecarpet.blogspot.com/2004/10/shut-up.html' title='SHUT UP'/><author><name>Queen of the 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