shatter deb icecicle heart drops slowly meeting the ground with a silence louder than noise the silence screamed tonight or was that me? 991226 ... adam me 000229 ... angela i watched his heart fall out of his chest to the concrete and shatter into a million pieces. his face would remain motionless and waiting. his arms would hang lazy at his sides. and the shattered pieces would go unacknowledged until he left to walk away. his right foot kicked them, his left foot crushed them, and he would not feel the pain. numb forever to the good and the bad. lost his emotion when he left the pieces there for the wind to carry away instead of picking them up and taping them back together. it was nothing short of tragic. 000331 ... girl thats what they did to our lives but we are rising from it and beating it and moving on everything will be perfect from now on 000423 ... Shae the picture hit the wall and shattered each piece falling ever so slow to hit the ground with the tiniest tinkle she bent her head and sobbed 001219 ... sapphire_ i could. shatter and be shattered what does it matter to you whose heart i crush to the ground in crystalline pieces too small to put together? even if it is my own fragments of a love that once was; of a person who once existed. so i shatter, just like how you taught me to 010420 ... birdmad i will at the first touch now i have become brittle over time 010421 ... misstree sudden release, fragmentation in an explosion of razor shards, after application of great pressure to a hardened substance. 010422 ... unhinged i hope the devestation didn't show plain on my face but i don't understand why tonight i have to be without you when last night was equally differential but every hug glues back together the small pieces you shatter and i love you but you already knew that that's what makes it so easy for you to leave 010422 ... boo oh is that so ! that would be plane arrogant, I didn't lie about being shy, especially to guys like you and George Clooney, mybe you might prefer someone from hollywood? George Clooney was always my friend cos, he couldn't act a mean guy if he tried, he likes to hide his looks away too, thats why he's my friend. Why was he always so good at those kissing scenes? because he was never acting pussy cat. Meow maybe he fell in love with that women from One Fine Day? what do you think mr A team? 010423 ... sapphire_ tu me fais craquer 011130 ... catherine ouch. 030224 ... -{::EphemeralArcs::}- a mindset above the rest, likeness shared like a shard from my heart. True misery loves company, and I think I'll wed her. Her wicked and toothed smile and stare are that beautiful. Please take this shattering as my ring and bethrothal. Hold your wisdom low, so no one can see it, until it's too late. Cause you know you love to see them beg, beg. Sure, Dogs make great companions, except when they piss on the floor, but that's just a nuissance really. 030224 ... Borealis shatter my looking glass and thow it to the skies so it might become like the stars a million dreams in a hundred million tiny lights reflected off the waters of the bay at night, as the hot hot water laps onto the rocky shore, with vagabond bits of seaweed dancing in and out of the piers. throw it to the water, who runs onto the sand, and retreats in as much haste, unknowing, and uncaring for its destination, knowing only the thrill of the chase, the run, the reach. throw my shattered glass to the sand, and let her mix amidst the crystal grains. Let it be crushed, and ground to a heavenly dust, undistinguishable, and yet more pure than the most perfect particle of sand. then let me spend my life searching for that perfect grain of sand... and do not tell me that it would be in vain 040709 ... Adam I am yours take me for what I am cherish me kiss me for who I am 041231 ... les claypool shattering song shattering along 041231 ... HidingOnTheWall The silence is too loud. The air too thin. She says she's lossing it and that I just dont get it. I try to cry but I cant open my eyes. I look for something to hold on to and find nothing. I feel like running through the streets, screaming and crying and showing everyone who might care just how much I hurt. Too many things are happening. I feel like Ive stopped breathing, but it doesnt scare me. Like my skin should turn blue. Like my brain is turning blue. Like jumping into a pool of ice. My heart is cracking under pressure. My mind is crying for my eyes. My ears are ringing for my voice. My eyes are holding darkness for my mind. My soul is bleeding. Life stabbed me. In the end the only thing I need is your touch. I need to find you. I need you. A man to hold me and dry my tears. A man to run with me and gaurd me from my ghosts. A man I can spill my heart to and know he'll never hurt me. A man to fly with and spend my life with. I need him. Where is he? 050630 ... ! 050701 what's it to you? who go blather from