*classie*’s Blog

By *classie* Last updated: Sat Nov 14, 2009 6:07pm PST
  • Feathered Pavement...

    By *classie*, on Thu Sep 10, 2009 6:47pm PDT

    Empty sheets bring in the cold Vacant chairs say all that needs to be told  Winter in June was never a happy tune Hitting the pavement four stories up didn't hurt like I thought it would Remembering the day we went our ways will always hurt more than the pavement ever could Read More »

  • Addiction...

    By *classie*, on Thu Aug 20, 2009 6:07pm PDT

    Darkness fills this cold cold night As I walk alone wondering why I don't feel for him what I know I should I can't shake the past though I wish I could You're my addiction I see you it's like a needle to my vein He's like perfection But I don feel no attraction He's not what… Read More »

  • Love Me Soon...

    By *classie*, on Wed Aug 19, 2009 8:56pm PDT

    If I walked away would you tell me to stay here with you  Or would you just look away like you usually do  All I ever wanted was for us to be alright  To hold you through the night  And maybe you'd care enough to love me inside and out  Enough to need me to erase all… Read More »

  • To Be or Not to Be... Model?

    By *classie*, on Sun Aug 16, 2009 10:57pm PDT

    Ok so my mom put this crazy idea in my head. Should I be a model? I know I could never be a runway model, due to lack of height, but I think I could do magazine ads and stuff like that. I'm just not sure I have the energy for it. I've never been over weight but making the decision to do this… Read More »

  • Prisoner of Love...

    By *classie*, on Sun Aug 2, 2009 10:33pm PDT

    You look into my eyes and tell me to trust you. I did once truly I did. Once. It was always one thing or another allowing her presence to remain. No matter what you said or how hard you deny it, you never truly stopped loving her. How can I trust you when I don't have you completely. I'd… Read More »

  • Mistress...

    By *classie*, on Fri Jul 31, 2009 12:37am PDT

    Close that door don't walk away Who cares what the clock may say  Come back to bed your spots still warm Allow me to rest my head on your arm What's an hour or 3 or 4  Whatever she gives you I can give you more Don't you dare push me away I know she's your wife but why… Read More »

  • Just Walk Away...

    By *classie*, on Sun Jul 26, 2009 10:33pm PDT

    When the time finally came to stay or walk away I'm proud to say that I had the strength to leave. Although I left, I found myself glancing back, not emotionally prepared to take on a full look, but miraculously my foot steps never faltered. I'm at peace with myself and the decisions… Read More »

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About This Author

Life is a strange word but the most commonly understood. I don't understand. I have looked the word up in a dictionary and have read many books and poems on the subject. Although I understand these books and poems, even the word itself, I seem unable to understand Life. My life and that of others is the mystery of man. We know how it is created and the many tragic ways it may be ended, but, the period inbetween is and always will by a mystery. I am a mystery....