Saturday, March 31, 2012

Shadow Lining

I share my space with darkness
inside my self abyss.
The sweet serene confuseion
is my one route for bliss.
The thought of demons scare me.
To be hurt outside though is sure.
Even though my mind can trick me
I know what surrounds me is pure

-By my brother Dusty (even though he might not remember writing it).

Friday, March 30, 2012

Longing For Something!

"In the summer I long for winter. In the winter I long for summer. When it's loud I long for quiet. When it's quiet I long for noise. When it's colorful I long for darkness. When it's dark I long for color. Why must we all long for something that's just out of reach?" ~Danielle Standiford


I now hold many demons inside me. The demon of Secrets, the demon of Doubt, and the Demon of Hope...Is it worth it to hope? That is the question, isn't it? The question of whether hope is a demon is a question already answered. Yes, yes it is. Why else would people have such a useless emotion? Why else would people hope for things they could never have or accomplish? Yes, hope is a demon, but is it worth it? The quetion can't quite be answered without first answering another...Is it worth it to live? ~ Danielle Standiford (used in one of my stories)

Wednesday, March 28, 2012


"You join this world in innocence. You leave this world the same way." ~Danielle Standiford


"The best things in life are the things you aren't obssesed to have." ~Danielle Standiford

To Worry

"There are times I worry about people. There are times I do not. Worrying is selfish though. You don't worry FOR other people. You don't ask people to worry about you when you leave. You worry for your own sanity, not theirs." ~Danielle Standiford

Tuesday, March 27, 2012


"You join this world in innocence. You leave this world the same way." ~ Danielle Standiford

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Elizabeth & Darius

I had a beautiful home by the railroad
A beautiful life
A beautiful husband
It was all consumed in fire

My beautiful long brown hair
My beautiful long red dress
My beautiful curtains made by hand
It was all consumed in fire

My beautiful shoes
My beautiful bed
My beautiful table
It was all consumed in fire

My beautiful plates that I painted
My beautiful garden that I planted
My beautiful window I used to bird watch
It was all consumed in fire

How could I tell anyone
There was no time
I was already gone
I was consumed in fire

Nobody knew
It was deemed an accident
No one saw the person watching
As my beautiful world
Was consumed in fire

~Danielle Standiford

Soon To Be Famous

"If you knew how famous you were going to be; you would loose all hope of being famous at all."
         ~Danielle Standiford