Daze Dream (IV1/2)

"You could've just kept driving. There was no need to call for help, the job was done, you need to grow colder. I cant say much. I was like you when I first started too." The blue 328i BMW sped down the highway, blending in like any other car. "Sorry, I was nervous. Its not like I haven't done this before, but with this kid, i don't know, its different. Something about him. Ill get over it. Don't worry, I'll finish the job." The driver had a candy apple red dress with black  2 and a 1/4" Stilettos. She was an accomplished Attourney, graduate of Harvard, and banned from 17 of 50 states. She number 22 on the Most Wanted list from the F.B.I. and she doesn't make mistakes. Her face doesnt show her age, it shows excellence and elegance. She emphasizes every word correct and doesn't slur her speech. This is Theresa Wittman. The man sitting quietly, a sense of failure radiating from him is Derek Rulas. He's quiet, unemotional, and fierce. A well-known Brazilian Jujitsu fighter and the newest member of TALIA. Terrorist Alliance In America.

theres more to this post...but im to tired and felt bad having nothing.

Have Good Night! I know i will!

Daze Dream (Part III)

    The blurry remembrance of faint ambulance alarms ringing through my head, them constantly checking my pulse, and the idea maybe this was more than just a broken leg and rib.I regain conciousness a few hours after surgery, the eyes slowly getting clearer. Blink after blink my contacts get a little less dry and i can see. The doctor comes in to help me, a nervous and overworked look on his face. His nametag reads Hanson in faded black letters and his eyes are droopier than any mans should be. "Mr. Holtz, we have some questions to ask you regarding your accident." I could hear the faded grey hair in his voice, he was long past sleep and words came out slow yet precise, leaning on every word with a perfect emphasis. "We did a toxic scan as part of your surgery, to make sure non of the drugs we gave you would counteract anything already in your system. In the banner of normal items, such as Ketamine which we used to sedate you in the ambulance. On a broader spectrum though, we found traces of cocaine and PCP. Have you ever used any of these drugs Mr.Holtz? Because due to the nature of the these drugs and the physical activity you exercised, your brain went into overload and you nearly lost conciousness. To be honest Mt.Holtz, your lucky to be alive." My head was already hurting as i upped the morphine. "Doctor Hanson, is it? I can assure you I am one hundred percent against the use of recreational drugs. I have lived a mostly chaste life, but I am against drugs and their use for "fun". "Thank you Mr. Holtz, I'll be back at some point to check on you."


    I was starting to remember my morning. Woke up, like any other day. I ate breakfast before my bike ride. Cereal. yes cereal was my meal. The Frosted Flakes in the top left cabinet. They tasted funny, but the milk had been a little old. Was I drugged. Just the thought shot pain through the bandaged and broken left side of my body. What could I have done to have this happen? Did i fall off my bike, or was I pushed? It all happened so fast. And that lady in the red dress. I know I've seen that dress before. These all ran through my mind as I fell into another deep, deep sleep

Daze Dream (Part 2)

I take the bike out of the shed. I check the tired pressure of both tires and they seem to be perfect, possibly due to the chilly night we had. Riding, rocking the body just enough to the right to cut the turn perfect. No rush, nowhere to go this morning. Just a casual ride with the wind rushing into me, a smile on my face and not a care in the world. About 1/2 a mile in im feeling surprisingly winded. I had been going a little fast and jumping off the lips of people driveways but it was nothing like how i felt, my throat felt swollen, eyes all watery, and next thing a knew  everything was spinning. I lost control of the bike and wiped out into the street. The newly paved road was soaked in red. A car coming like a rocket sees me at the last second, does its best to avoid me but ran over my left foot. Agony and torment all over my face and body. Im writhing on the ground waiting for any relief, any help. Stabbing sensations traveling to the foot, now totally dismembered with broken bones and gwisted muscles inside and the road rash, broken arm and the three broken ribs. The car that hit me pulled over and sprinted to my side, calling an emergency number as he runs. "they're on their way, they're on their way" i hear as i fade in and out of concoiusness. I see a bright red ruffle as i finally blackout from sheer pain.  dumdumdum...keep checking, new posts all this week, once or twice a day!

Have an ecstatical day!

Daze Dreams (part I)

The door opens to reveal that open pasture i see so often..the dream fades away to black and white agaiin. Im looking for my mom in the park. She just seemed to vanish into thin air, no trace, no explaination. "Its not like her, its not like her, its not like her" i repeat over and over again until i wake up the next morning. I slowly fade into the ability to function. Slide the contacts int omy eyes, turn the music up to a volume i can cope with in the morning, run to the bathroom to let loose the demons ive been holding back since i fell asleep. Its a saturday which means i should sleep in. I felt more awake than normal this time of morning. I open the screen door to be hit with that gentle smell a fresh spring morning seems to bring. The 13 steps across pavement still cold from the night to the grass, just wetting from the dewdrops. the faded maroon shed doors open and i take out my bike. Technically my fathers, i ride it more than him, i call it mine. To Be Continued...at a time when my eyeballs dont feel like bleeding..gnight

Jotting Down Little Notes In The Corner

I lie awake in bed waiting for a quieter time. That infamous 1 o'clock perfect silence. The fan twirls around blocking our everything but my own thoughts. The sadness is the only thought going through my mind is her. A girl i want, a girl i beg and plead to have. That one girl i can never seem to get. Its 1:30 am and i realize i should get some sleep. I turn on my laptop to check my email every night like the monotone robot i become. Thats always the biggest mistake mistake. I get caught up reading www.pleasewastemoreofyourlifehere.com I peruse for hours, ok an hour an see 2:30 hit those red dials. Ill be waking up at 6 for school, i need sleep. 2:30, laptops shutdown, iPods charging, phones charging, my electric bill is charging. I reach that boundary where my minds still moving. 3:00. Inspiration hits, light gets flicked on, pen and paper and boom a new song or two, or often times 5 pages of jumbled words i call lyrics that i never get back to and get added to a pile. 3:45 my head hits the pillow. Out by 4:30. 6:00, one and half hours of sleep. My mind wakes up alert enough to roll out of bed and suffer through another endless day of school. You think id learn, go to bed earlier, school will suck less. Every night around midnight i think this. by 2:00 all those thoughts are gone. (copy and repeat) thats my life.

I usually get like 4-6 hours of sleep a schoolnight.

I'm tired in the morning.

I'm going to sleep soon after i post this.
I'm in an extremly confused state of mind.

HAVE A GOOD ONE!

"Lost In Your Eyes..."

I'd like to thank Tyler C. Wade for giving this to me. He's a good buddy of mine with unreal lyrical writing skill. This is NOT his first song ever, but definatly one of his best. Ill try to get an audio clip at some point, maybe, depends on his mood. Anyways here it is.. his latest song "Lost In Your Eyes"

Verse 1:/

Is it wrong or is it right/

But I miss bad tonight/

So just tell me it’s alright/

With your eyes they are so bright/

Light up my world when it goes black/

So please baby don’t go back/

Cause I need you here today/

And I need to hear you say/

That it’s gonna be okay/

So just tell me you will stay/

PRE-Chorus:/
I’m sorry I’m not there/
But I hope you know I care/
I wish things were the way they were back then/

Chorus:/
Cause I’d do anything to hold you in my arms again tonight/
Cause nothing here feels right/
And there’s a whole were my heart should be/
So I need you here with me/
So that I can get lost in your eyes/
You take me flying high/
Make me feel things I can’t describe/
And you make me feel alive/