forget_to_breathe pushpins If I could just forget to breathe... then... I probably wouldn't. um. be breathing. but also. i forgot to breathe you in today, and the void is filling me with empty emotion. i am without meaning and I lost you in my memory. you aren't my future not even my present. i forgot to breathe you in before you left, and I am craving a fix of you. I forgot to love you before you went, I thought I was saving it for something more important. maybe now I shhould forget to breathe all together 020104 ... sabbie and i only noticed i forgot to breathe when the stars i was thinking about manafested themselves around me 020104 ... ClairE You do it, too. You noticed. A party, fifteen years old, Annika says, "Do you ever forget to breathe?" I yell out, "Yeah!" and we grin and go to eat KFC. I guess we're all tense after all. 020104 ... Spare Change Staring, beckoning, begging with every fiber of my soul. misty shadows and sparkling stars dance and roll around me. Drowning in moments and spaces between us. Lost in unloving and overwhelming passion... I forget to breathe. 030905 ... pipedream starry night; i forgot to breathe at the sight of that magnificent midnight sky.. 030906 ... skinny i can feel my heart beating all the time, and i have to control my breathing in my head. i feel like its going to explode. ocd? i hope not 040520 ... x no that sounds more like anxiety 040520 ... magdalena Fear....Anticipation...excitement.. not really forget.. more like can't.. and don't notice.. just the heat and darkness, spinning world, and I am out... I wrote a poem in high school..and part of it said "come a little closer I need to breath you in." My teacher thought I was talking about smoking a cigarette.... and this guy was teaching gifted kids..puhhhhhh.. 040520 ... phil suffocate 040521 ... pete i stare blankly at the computer screen. i hear the three of them humming. from out side i can hear the birds sing. the florescent lights beat down upon my head. this chair spings. it is comfortable. this desk is a similar colour to the back of the chair. in the hums lounge i sit. alone, in solitude. imperfect to say the least. here i am. my pen is dead. i have thrown it away. i should throw it out, as the garbage is beside me, not down the room. i hear no voices. none of my kind atleast. i think about your words. i think about all of them. and the absense of them. i think about this life. i love life. i just wish i had a job. there would be a lot less stress. stress and despair. no regrets though. there is no place for regret. at times we whisper. at times we cry. but never, it seems, do we talk. all i hear in my head is gordon lightfoot singing 'coo-coo-ching coo-coo-ching by lake coo-coo-ching.' that song is annoying. it is about orillia. oh orillia, how i dont really like you. though i forget why that is, so now the song is taking the reason's place. sadly. 040522 ... spiffy "it's ok to breathe" she said. it was then i realised that i had forgotten to. 040809 ... magdalena later...witchesrequiem I forgot to breath, I would either realize I don't need to ......... or most likely die.... both sound pretty good but as much as I try it just does not seem to work! 040810 what's it to you? who go blather from