Monday, May 30, 2011

Every Time I Walk Away From You

I don’t see you all that often
But still get nervous all the same

On the way I’m good, I feel fine
Drawing nearer and nearer, I slightly panic

The closer I get, the more my heart quickens
Pounding through my chest trying to escape

Probably wanting to run away
To avoid anymore inevitable pain

Falling upon you, my eyes halt for a moment
Each chance is like seeing you for the first time all over again

Your skin so silky and smooth
Doesn’t have to be sunny for it to shine

Instinct says to reach out and pluck you, like a delicious fruit
But like to Adam, you are forbidden to me

Avoiding your eyes because I know that I will lose control
Surely things will spill from my mouth, like those 3 precious words

Tryin’ to play it cool, focusing on other things
Such as the task at hand, exchanging our beloved treasure

Hard to admit so I keep things to myself
Like the times I miss you more than I miss him

Departing your presence, I always want to stay longer
But we both know that would never work

I’m too stubborn to suggest
And you don’t feel the same as I do

My heart goes from pounding to pieces
Every time I walk away from you

Finally achieving things in my life, many of them good
But success means nothing without you to share it with

Feeling like cuts in my wrists, knife through my wounded heart
Or a rope around my neck would be better

Looking away from remindings of you
Cuz I can’t handle the memories

Fighting back tears as I drive away
Oh, how badly do I always want to stay

It’s said times like these, you should pray
But I don’t even think God can make this a happy day

Can’t force you to love me, wishing the pain would end
How would it feel if you never had to see me again?

by M.L. Kasper Kain

Friday, May 13, 2011

1+3 = 13

Are you superstitious? Do you believe in feeling unlucky? Do you seek out the necessary items said to be needed to achieve a state of luckiness? Perhaps you may avoid certain events or situations that might put you in the position of having something very unlucky happen to you. If that’s the case, then maybe you’d like to stay inside on this day of Friday the 13th. Every year, usually on a different day, everyone’s favorite day of the week, Friday, is combined with the most shunned number in our numerical system.

The technical term for the fear of this notable day on the calendar is referred to as “friggatriskaidekaphobia”. Yeah, try saying that thing just once slowly let alone three times fast. The first portion of this behemoth of a word, Frigga, is the name of the Norse goddess who is married to Odin according to Norse paganism (tradition). For those of you who stay up on your stories of Norse paganism (yeah right), you know that Frigga is Queen to the world of Asgard. Yup, you got it, that also means that she is the stepmother of Marvel superhero/god Thor. Go figure, one weekend in May is dedicated to helping her son’s movie take the top spot at the box office and the next week her name is synonymous with Friday the 13th. Who’d have thunk it? Anyways, the word Friday is based upon her name.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Mommy's Day

Yes, it happens to be that time of year once again. “That time of year”, the phrase seems to be used for every annual occasion that there is. To me, this so-called occasion doesn’t fit the criteria to be described by that same saying. That is because it shouldn’t be labeled as simply an occasion at all but instead celebrated all year long.

Mother’s Day to some signifies the one day a year when we should open our wallets, dip into our bank accounts and buy the women that brought us into this world a bunch of gifts and take them out to dinner. Call them, shoot them a text and pay tribute to the females that labored for nine months while breathing life into our bodies.
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