For now you sit alone
Inside your desolate room
Head bandaged and heart bruised
The medicine gives you insomnia
But supposedly boosts your mood
You yearn for sleep
To meet her in your dreams
To visit the memories
But sometimes you'd rather stay conscious
Because it's never fun to wake up
With tear stained cheeks
Or worse, uttering her familiar name
You'se spoken so many times before
When life was a little brighter
But still far from perfect
On those lonely forsaken nights
When you can't even meet her in sleep
You write her letters laced with love
And sonnets stained with solace
All the while asking yourself
Will she ever so much as glance at this?
Will she ever so much as glance at me?
As you continue to compose
I pray it not in vain
madison newport
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
my first real "dead letter" in this dead letter box
Somethin' in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself
Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms
There's somethin' in your voice, makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life
Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
<3
Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms
There's somethin' in your voice, makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life
Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
<3
Thursday, August 18, 2005
letter from a dear friend
To whom it may concern,
My name is Josh Henderson. I am just addressing you as a sort of reminder. I know you've all heard phrases like, "hold on to the ones you love," or, "you never know what you have till it's gone." I can't force the realism of these, or any such statements, into each and everyone's heads, all I can do is reiterate such cliche statements, fully realizing for myself why they are said in the first place.
One year ago today I lost my best friend. My best friend also just so happened to be my older brother, Jake. I looked up to him and we did everything together, up until he moved out. Though he was out of the house, we still kept in close contact; we worked close together, and he didn't live that far away. I would visit him every day at his job after I got off from mine, and I would often hang out at the place were he lived. I could talk to him about ANYTHING and he would be so tender, so compassionate, and loving, always helping me and many others through various trials. Many of Jake's friends and co-workers would also come to him when they were down. What's more, Jake was quite perceptive and could tell if something was bothering someone, not needing an approach. If he sensed that you were troubled, selflessly he would try to uplift and encourage you, though not realizing that it was he who needed the help. Myparents would try to reason with him, but Jake was stubborn and did not take heed, this ultimately cost him his life. Losing someone that close to me made a huge impact on my life. I no longer had a best friend, I no longer had someone to talk to as intimately as I could Jake, and most importantly, I no longer had a big brother.
Shortly after my brother's suicide, (about two weeks) I decided it was time to try to move on with my life. I went back to work, and went back to school. One day during my lunch break at work I recieved a phone call from a friend. His tone was ominious with sketchy audibility. He had called to inform me that after a high school football game (to which I was originally invited) he and one of our friends attended, out friend was murdered. Having only been a few weeks since the death of my brother, this struck me hard! The viewing was indeed a difficult one.
As I initially stated, I am just trying to get a reminder out that the people you love won't always be around. Sometimes they are only around for a short time, then they are out of your life completely. Just like with anyone you love, love them every day as if it were their last, because one day it will be. In conclusion to those of you pateint enough to have read my entire passage, I leave you with this overstated cliche:
Hold on to the ones you love, otherwise, you'll never know what you have until it's gone!
In loving memory of Jacob Henderson, and Jonathan Bryant.
-Joshua Henderson
My name is Josh Henderson. I am just addressing you as a sort of reminder. I know you've all heard phrases like, "hold on to the ones you love," or, "you never know what you have till it's gone." I can't force the realism of these, or any such statements, into each and everyone's heads, all I can do is reiterate such cliche statements, fully realizing for myself why they are said in the first place.
One year ago today I lost my best friend. My best friend also just so happened to be my older brother, Jake. I looked up to him and we did everything together, up until he moved out. Though he was out of the house, we still kept in close contact; we worked close together, and he didn't live that far away. I would visit him every day at his job after I got off from mine, and I would often hang out at the place were he lived. I could talk to him about ANYTHING and he would be so tender, so compassionate, and loving, always helping me and many others through various trials. Many of Jake's friends and co-workers would also come to him when they were down. What's more, Jake was quite perceptive and could tell if something was bothering someone, not needing an approach. If he sensed that you were troubled, selflessly he would try to uplift and encourage you, though not realizing that it was he who needed the help. Myparents would try to reason with him, but Jake was stubborn and did not take heed, this ultimately cost him his life. Losing someone that close to me made a huge impact on my life. I no longer had a best friend, I no longer had someone to talk to as intimately as I could Jake, and most importantly, I no longer had a big brother.
Shortly after my brother's suicide, (about two weeks) I decided it was time to try to move on with my life. I went back to work, and went back to school. One day during my lunch break at work I recieved a phone call from a friend. His tone was ominious with sketchy audibility. He had called to inform me that after a high school football game (to which I was originally invited) he and one of our friends attended, out friend was murdered. Having only been a few weeks since the death of my brother, this struck me hard! The viewing was indeed a difficult one.
As I initially stated, I am just trying to get a reminder out that the people you love won't always be around. Sometimes they are only around for a short time, then they are out of your life completely. Just like with anyone you love, love them every day as if it were their last, because one day it will be. In conclusion to those of you pateint enough to have read my entire passage, I leave you with this overstated cliche:
Hold on to the ones you love, otherwise, you'll never know what you have until it's gone!
In loving memory of Jacob Henderson, and Jonathan Bryant.
-Joshua Henderson
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
why fight it?
2 nights of RED HALO
(picture taken at last nights show)
Erath-bass player for Red Halo
(by far the coolest musician i have ever met)
me and hanna and red halo
(at the show 2 nights ago)
www.myspace.com/redhalo
www.redhalomusic.com
(picture taken at last nights show)
Erath-bass player for Red Halo
(by far the coolest musician i have ever met)
me and hanna and red halo
(at the show 2 nights ago)
www.myspace.com/redhalo
www.redhalomusic.com
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
je vous manque
"Everything is alright
I will see you tonight
Everything you want
is in your hands
And I can't help you decide
The battles you fight inside
and what hurts you
you don't understand"
"Favorite Song"
Nine Days
I will see you tonight
Everything you want
is in your hands
And I can't help you decide
The battles you fight inside
and what hurts you
you don't understand"
"Favorite Song"
Nine Days
Saturday, August 06, 2005
what i found in the women's bathroom at wal-mart today
a seemingly homosexual, slightly stunned, middle-aged, closer to elderly, soon to be embarassed, man on a cell phone
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
one boy, on girl, two hearts, their world
hey daddy, look i found a treasure, daddy, look at this, hey daddy, i found a treasure daddy, look daddy, i found a treasure, its a treasure daddy, i found it, hey daddy, a treasure, look, a treasure daddy, hey daddy, look at this treasure, daddy, i found it, its a treasure daddy, look daddy, hey daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, i found a treasure, look daddy, its a treasure, hey daddy, look at this treasure, look daddy, its a treasure, i found it, hey daddy, daddy look at this, its a treasure, daddy, i found it.
YOU LOSE!
Monday, August 01, 2005
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