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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 28
Sign: Libra

City: liverpool
Country: UK
Signup Date: 1/24/2006

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Monday, April 10, 2006 
Forever discovering what i
cannot get out of my sight
i am getting stares from the crowd
that think me unworthy
we lost a member who could only
be described as an obstacle
we in herited the beauty
good or bad, it never seems to stop us

i listen unsympathetically
as the balance between this
good and evil has left me
with an unmistakable
smile upon my face
my heart is beating as the chill of the may wind disguised as october
is chasing my senses accross the stream
of hope and freedom
breaking my stride
which has now lost its competiance to
the last of the trembles of me, mine

not anymore do we have to analyise and torture
the subjects laid in front of us
now we are all quite content
to become these monsters of
uncontrolable urge and of no patience
we are the pattern which must be rid off

we have devoured the rythem
which we were once paid with
this gift we have given to the talked
hungover and wearing
the scent of nothing
Monday, April 10, 2006 
The time has come to fight for what you believe in,
Something which grasps so hard and crumbles your inner depths,
And throws them to a place where only I and the conqueror
Can reach without pain

This pain comes to those who stay loyal,
But the gift over shadows the everlasting flourish which eats at your self confidence
Outside the comfort.
The range of beauty which inhabits something in the mind of others is something
But nothing

Nothing is a strange vision, a vision which is blind to the forward
And the backward.
I cant believe the fate which I have fallen into,
It is impossible to fear, impractical to wish.
Because you never achieve the blessed without conviction.
Lying awake yet unconscious,
Because of the heartbreak in another room.

I met in a place which has become unfamiliar,
A part of me which i now realise i can achieve.
Initial impressions are futile thoughts of no consequence,
But to the impressionist these thoughts run deep.

To conquer a life long ambition is an achievement which i have passed,
I have passed but i couldnt
i couldnt
I grasped my last hope
my lust took hold
but i had to let go... as did she
Thursday, March 16, 2006 

Current mood:quietly content
Embrace my restlessness
Enrapture your dark veins amidst
the air
the wind
the roaring sea
Thrive in the hesitation of nature
The eternal dance goes on
Fear not the dark nor the humble darkness
There is no wilderness, but the wilderness of my mind