im a treasure

Another man's trash is another man's treasure.

So please dig into my past with pleasure.

Life can be difficult covered in problematic layers.

But the worst thing is that I don't believe my own prayers.

Time stopped a long time ago.

Every day I wake up and am a little bit older.

But life continues to drag me along.

I've wasted a little bit more of my life and I just feel colder.

I've felt a little ignored in my life, just want a little justice.

 but some people are just hard to forgive.

I'm bleeding underneath my sleeves and no one seems to notice.

People are always expecting to get more respect than they give.

Society turns your life into this big ball of wreckage.

You would think by now you'd get the message.

Just because it seems that no one I can beat.

 I will never admit to defeat.

goodbye

This is a letter from me to you.

To the magnificent princess Dianna.

You were always supposed to be a part of my crew.

I bet you are having lots of fun, seeing places like Rome, Paris, and Havana.

It's astounding that from þórshöfn there was another miracle.

I can't believe our conversations won't continue.

To you no one else is comparable.

I want you to know I've always looked up to you.

Although you are still here really.

3 beautiful boys who have your mind and soul.

You were an amazing mother you taught them to live freely.

Mabey it's a good thing you're gone for you'd be arrested for all those hearts you stole.

I don't understand why you have to be gone.

At least you felt happiness in your lifetime.

You had something special inside you that had everyone drawn.

I suppose you deserve to be at your final resting place after the long climb.

I wanted to see you while I was here.

Never thought I think of you and cry.

Visiting home and you disappear.

I send with you, my love and admiration and I don't want to but I have to say goodbye.

who do you call after midnight?

I feel so lonely.
And one question I have only.
Who do you call after midnight?.

The drink in my hand seems to be my only company.
Sitting here in hopes of having a sudden epiphany.
Then I think to myself who do you call after midnight?.

Step after step and my feet feel like bricks.
 I'm stuck in this countries angry politics.
And again who do you call after midnight?.

Walking around passing people feeling like a freak.
Unbearing thoughts in my head have left me weak.
And I ask myself who do you call after midnight.

The endless tiring chases after the dream.
Not at all looking promising and all I want to do is scream.
And all you wonder is who do you call after midnight?.

So much pressure in this world has made me flee.
Because I've always wondered why does no one like me?
And it hits me I have no one I can call after midnight.

i heard this song on the radio and thought it was worth sharing i love these lyrics.

one tin soldier (the legend of Billy Jack).

Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.

On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.

Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.

Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.

more drawings 8]

just a few drawing i have done over the years =}

=)

I apologize for my absence, I was simply freaking out because I ran out of poems to present for you.

but then I realised this is not a poem blog, it's a me blog, so here is a picture I drew of my sister(she is a Leo)

Vilborg.

Ég heiti Vilborg .
ég er í ástarsorg.

því í gær fór ég út á torg.
og sá hann Georg.

með gellu að nafninu Ingiborg.
héldu saman í hendur á leiðinni niður kirkjutorg.

ég tók því mögulega ílla vegna ég henti mér niður brú við reykjaborg.
nú eru svört ský á eyjunni því ísland er í þjóðarsorg.


=þ

Vilborg through the looking glass.

The heart does not listen, the ears cannot see.
The arms push away, the feet try to flee.

The eyes cannot speak, some things just can't be unseen.
it's a mad world, the aggravating endless routine.

The conscience is dead, the brain does not work.
The evil bastard inside her head is a tiny little jerk.

Her sight shows no interest, the sounds are fading.
The loneliness is unbearing, the unemployment is degrading.

Her head is full of clouds, her soul is suffering.
Her heart is empty and it's breaking.

The inspiration is dying,the dark clouds are growing.
The sky is dark and down the disappointments are snowing.

The regrets don't wash away, she will never be clean.
The doubts linger by, the reality is mean.

Life punched her down, she was labelled as weak.
The society is ungrown,the judge is a freak.

The jury has no power, the lawyers don't care
The system is failing and it's not fair.

samfunnet.

Det ene som jeg hører fra deg er ''du er ikke aktuell''. 

Men la meg bare si et til deg du har ingen visuell. 

Det virker som at du vet at du ikke trenger meg. 

Men selvfølgelig har jeg ikke doktorgrad i renhold som deg. 

Du vil ikke ansette meg fordi jeg har ikke en imponerende cv. 

Men den kommer ikke til å være mer imponerende hvis jeg ikke kan få en yrke. 

Jeg venter og venter her, dette er veldig uprofesjonelt er jeg den ene her som er klar. 

Hvorfor synes det altid å være at ingen av dere kan gi meg et alvorlig svar. 

Hvorfor er det så mange som får meg til å føle som en veldig liten person. 

Hva er det med denne jævla verdens tensjon. 

Flytt deg flytt deg verden må være rask. 

Når alle som går rundt på den har på seg en mask. 

En som ble fanget i oversettelse i sitt liv. 

Er en jente som prøvde altid å være så positiv.

The ghost of a Basketcase.

Forgive me father for i have sinned.
I never stayed in the present, i just followed the wind.

And with every decision I've made I have regretted.
To all the missed out memories through my years I have the credit.

Imaginary fear had a hold on me.
Always told myself one day id break free.

As long as I can remember ive been asked why i am so stupit and lazy.
But in a more polite manner of course like a deviled daisy.

And to the blissfully ignorant I have to say.
Why did you feel that my private life was your buisness anyway?

Why dont you own new clothes, why don't you ever smile, why don't you care about anything ,why are you always late, do you really think that you are cool.
You seem to know me so well, you've filled out all the blanks so why do you need answers to those questions you obviously don't care about being cruel.

I wish i could say that i regret making fun of you for all your shenanigans and charades.
But i don't because karma is a bitch so hopefully the memory of you all fades.

Sometimes i would be afraid that I'd end up an alckoholic like some in my family tree.
But I can't see what's so temting about a drink that both looks and smells like pee.

I had a choice about loosing my virginity at the age thirteen.
But the way I saw it I either could live happily as a virgin or loose it to someone who was mean.

These days Its really hard to be inspired.
When you've lost faith in the things that you have desired.

I guess it's my fault I pushed everyone away, I was in too deep.
But nobody tried to save me from that everlasting sleep.

A long time ago I was so exausted with emotions that from life I had to take a break.
I tried so hard but couldnt take it back ,finally now its time to awake.

I don't know where i was but somewhere i did arrive.
I never thougt it was possible but you dont have to be dead to not be alive.

But now it's my time to shine, the race has begun, I heard the gun shot.
I have to move, i have to do something, for I fear I'm beginning to rot.

dr seuss quotes =)

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. 

Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you! 

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened. 

A person's a person, no matter how small. 

The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go. 

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not 

. 

Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple. 

Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. 

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. 

If you never did, you should. These things are fun and fun is good! 

• Dr seuss.