silentrains Aeonity Blog

Butterflies

Thu, 20 Sep 2007 18:48:17 -0500

You crush butterfly wings slowly beneath your fingertips the same way you did my heart. Speckles of light blue and white powder fall from your tainted hands onto the dull surface below our feet, sparkling for but a moment before a ghastly wind that caused a shiver to involuntarily crawl up my spine took them away to a place we couldn't even dre... Read More

Wishing on fading stars...

Mon, 27 Aug 2007 20:38:16 -0500

The moment my mother returned home from her first trip to Paris, she handed me a necklace. It was simple and elegant; a black band that held a beautiful silver star at the end of it. And the minute it joined the other two necklaces that rarely ever came off, I decided that it would be my wish necklace. I figured that, instead of buying a five... Read More

Chipping away white paint.

Sun, 12 Aug 2007 01:25:38 -0500

Today I realized that I had never looked at the ceiling of my parent's bathroom. It was grimy, I decided after a moment, finding that not one better word came to my fried mind. In one corner it was significantly darker than the rest of the already off-white speckled ceiling before it exploded in random sparkles all around the small, enclosed ar... Read More

When the world looks a little different than what it's supposed to be...

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 18:55:58 -0600

There was this buzzing noise; a droning that startled the heart and froze the mind. It started out quiet at first, just choosing to be a small prick of forgotten memory for a moment before carefully growing more potent until it had successfully muffled the power of one ear, and became a constant, painful ringing in the other. "Someone's ... Read More

Watching you invisibly, knowing that there's nothing I can do to help.

Tue, 23 May 2006 21:10:47 -0500
A world unlike any other found its way into my daydreams, but was lost after only a few moments of wandering around. Have you ever had that sinking feeling? The one that grips onto your heart, trying to choke it as it moves up into your throat and deep down into your stomach? Does it feel as though an invisible person punched you, leaving you w... Read More

Could you tell?

Tue, 03 Jan 2006 19:21:24 -0600
If you looked at me you could never tell. I smile. I laugh. I say everything is wonderful and my vacation was pretty good. I lie. I've probably written this blog a million times over in my head, each word ringing in my mind along with whatever tune that was pounding through the white earphones of my ipod at the time. But when it came to... Read More

Lost wondering...

Sun, 18 Dec 2005 00:05:19 -0600
It's dark. It's dim. It's engulfing. It's bleak. It's silent. It's frightening. It's- "Beautiful." Falling down an endless hole, you land hard on the prime seat of a strange movie theater you've never seen before; front and center, the screen a mess of silent, staring blue as if you two were having some sort of contest. Breaking awa... Read More

Shadows of memories

Tue, 13 Dec 2005 14:15:42 -0600
Today I missed something I've gone to every year. Tonight I'm missing something I've never been to. It's strange. One moment seems to be dripping by like chinese water torture and then the next it goes by so fast you're spun around with your hair stuck out to one side like a bottle of spiking gel has exploded all over your head. I guess tim... Read More

Broken guitar

Sat, 03 Dec 2005 13:55:37 -0600
A broken guitar. Abandoned on the streets, left on the curb dismembered and dirty; grime covering it's once shining hollow body. Steel strings are snapped at the bottom of the neck, the neck itself only be connected to the body by the lonesome high E string wanting more than anything to vibrate it's sweet sound once more. But as person af... Read More

Midnight hours leak through the pale moon

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 21:48:02 -0600
There it is. I can feel it. I can feel it crushing my shoulders, suffocating me from the inside where I can't try to tear it away as with every tentative step it grows heavier; hissing in open ears that can't tune it out no matter how hard they try. "Give up," it whispers, causing clumsy feet to trip up the stairs. It begins to laugh horse... Read More