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I think im back

Journal Entry: Mon Jul 30, 2007, 6:01 PM
  • Listening to: Evolution - Korn


This is just a quick update i think im coming back,
Its been rough once again for me but i believe im going to settle my feet back to the ground.
This place is still dull and has changed alot but i want to continue to stay on it.
Thankyou for all supporters and im sorry for my absenence, ive missed it here.


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What you've stolen

Journal Entry: Wed May 2, 2007, 1:43 PM
  • Listening to: Swallow - Korn
  • Reading: The World on Blood - Jonathan Nasaw


Daddy, it was not my fault.
I’ve been trying to run from it for years,
Though you’ve never known.
They always made it sound so good.
It’s already been too long
It’s happened more than once-
I could never push away.
They always made it feel so good.

He said he knew the way
I’d just had to follow.
Daddy how could I say no?

He opened the door
That seemed to answer all the questions
For years I’ve asking for.

I didn’t know that in return
He would make me sell my soul,
And only I will ever know how long that went on for.

Mommy, it was easy.
He gave me everything you always wanted;
I have scars to show just how hard I worked.
Is this what you taught matter most?
I’ve got it just about down now.
I think the next will make you proud
There’s not to much to loose inside
I felt that die way back in time.

He locked me behind closed doors
He said he’d give me everything I wanted.
IT'S SOUNDING PERFECT ALREADY, ISNT IT?

He told me not speak
I said i'm not going to say a word.
Mommy I was a good g.irl.


Can you hate with me the life I’m living
I’m trying so hard to cut him off my skin
I must be f**king thankful for the help I’ve had
to teach me right from wrong
I’m f**king sick and tired to know
They walk around this life carrying pieces of me
I’ll rip them right out of you-
If I ever see you again.
Your face is always watching me so how could I forget
The way you look,
You ugly piece of sh*t.
Don’t say a word,
Let’s just make this feel so good,
Your going to be the last who carry’s the pride
Of what you stolen
Im going to make my name everyday scream in your head.


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I'm About done with graduation so im expecting more to come from me, I applied in for a art talent grant and ill be finding on in the next 5 days if i received it. I've taken out a few pier.cings, and now reconsidering the idea of getting some other , because id like to persuade mod.eling, I really dont know what to do with my extreme style tastes and having to dress accordingly, Its bugging me alot.
Other then that, everyday im working towards making things better.
They arnt as bad as they seem, or im just use to my enviroment for so long that i dont see it as extreme as it use to be while others will.

That's really all i have for a message as of now.
Till next time.



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Akourah
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All My Artwork and Poetry is Copyrighted to me. What i express and make is a reflection of me and my life, and i don't appreciate it replicated in anyway. Do not steal.

Someday

Journal Entry: Sun Apr 15, 2007, 6:59 PM
  • Reading: The Savage Nation - Michael Savage


She speaks
through gardens dead and dry
something you wouldn't hear
unless you lent an ear

i wish they were there
when i toke the pill
Something they don't know is true
but i will confess to you

I wonder when i will get to see your face
and touch you again
splinters in my skin
And yet i wonder when

Someday you know just how it feels
the moment when you trip
I hope you think of me
Whether its when you take those pills
or you slit your wrists.

Its so far taken me Seventeen years
To still not know why im here
But it's my way to survive
I don't give a damn whether i get to say goodbye.

You may say I've so called lost control
Lucky I'm not yet dead
Well baby i got the final drug
Tomorrow i might not see the sun.

And this is how you know
i live each day by day
I got enough scars to tell
the next may be my farewell.






Im testing this CSS thing, i dont know if i like it yet or if it works but i tried a turtorial and used my common layout for my LJ, M.yspace, ect, Im so Creative. Ill just have to see how i like it. So im testing it and submitting another one of my writtings in the last hour like always. Bored.



Copyright © 2007 Akourah
Akourah
Ashes


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All My Artwork and Poetry is Copyrighted to me. What i express and make is a reflection of me and my life, and i don't appreciate it replicated in anyway. Do not steal.

† Boredome, Rambing, Thoughts.

Sun Apr 8, 2007, 3:57 PM
  • Listening to: Go Getta - Young Jeezy
  • Reading: The Savage Nation - Michael Savage





So it seems everything is finally coming togather for me,
My writtings may express otherwise but those are my feelings.
Im going to school, about to graduate,
i want to Focus on myself.

Want to study in either:

Fashion
Social Anthropology/Anthropology
Art History
Fine Arts
Buisiness Management.

Depends cause i want to do my alternitive mo.deling and my dancing. I wouldnt mind running a club or a store. Or getting into a music label and be a band scout for a label but i figure if i and dance ill meet people and see where that brings me.
I already know all the owners of the concert pits in Jacksonville,
I get in free.
I know just about all the local bands or they know me.

If anything i have alot to fall back in, talent wise. or alot i can do.

I just dont want to make any more mistakes,
I want to live for me, Focus on me, im all that matters.

Theres so many people out there thinking or waiting for me to mess up. The haters, the jealous just waiting. My parents. Myself.
But i dont want that to happen.
I wont let it happen.

I wan't to begin to write a new book,
the story about my life,
without anyone else in it.
I need to do this for me. And i will.




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† It's time to cover these eyes again

Wed Apr 4, 2007, 4:51 PM
  • Listening to: Tool - Jambi
  • Reading: The World on Blood - Jonathan Nasaw



Daylight’s eaten away
I still can’t find a way
To speak all the things I want to say.


I’ve grown tired of living in this world
I’m constantly looking on the outside
Wishing to be them.
To live through each day
Without the suffering of these memories.
I wish I could be them,
I wish I could live like you.

Ashtray still smoking.
And I’m still pretending.

Everyday now I’m writing something
Even if it doesn’t make sense to you
I couldn’t imagine it would.
My life’s so far has been a nightmare
So why aren’t I allowed to sleep?
Enough scars to say,
I'm living this day by day.

I love to hear what they say
They believe them to be true
Can they even think it through?
What do you think every time you read these words?
That its all about you?

Every time I write
I think I’m trying to explain
I’m sick of this pain
And none of you can take it away.







It Sucks now not being able to have a subscription.
Heres the deal however, im going to be submitting more but my camera is at one house while my batteries are here. So i keep missing out cause im missing both things. I promise new things to come. Other than that all i have is new writtings.

Soon Im going to begin my profession in alternative modeing, further in my photography, art, dance, ect.

Thats however all for the updates.

If anyone can help me out with also a subscription i'd be greatful but im not really asking.
I don't have any money, at all.
No job yet and struggling in school.
I'm really broke.

Till then, my new submissions will come soon, thankyou for the support.




Copyright © 2006 Akourah
Akourah
Ashes


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All Words, Poetry, and Art is a reflection of My life and experiences. Do not steal, take, fake, influence my work.

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