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Name: Geoff
Country: United States
State: Nebraska
Metro: Omaha
Birthday: 12/5/1987
Gender: Male


Interests: Hockey, playing my guitar, and girls
Expertise: Being a Tomcat
Occupation: Student
Industry: Media


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Member Since: 3/31/2005

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Monday, May 02, 2005

Currently Playing
Straylight Run
By Straylight Run
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Im tired today and i have tests for college credit tomorrow, my mom telling me that i better not fail the test helped alot too. 

Thing like this make me not give a fuck about life, but I hold tall and take the hits again and again, its all i know these days, where did my happy 7 year old self go?  I might as well grow gills in which to breathe with because im never getting above the water surface. 

Stuck in a catch 22.  I cant swim in the overbearing current, but if i some how find my way to the surface the birds will surly eat me alive.  I have no place to belong so i drift half in the water and half in the air.  I just dont belong.

 

 

Song of the day -

Existentialism on prom night

when the sun came up 
we were sleeping in 
sunk inside our blankets 
sprawled across the bed 
and we were dreaming 

there are moments when i know it 
and the world revolves around us 
and we're keeping it 
keeping it all going 
this delicate balance 
vulnerable 
all knowing 

(sing like you think no one's listening) 
you would kill for this 
just a little bit 
just a little bit 
you would kill for this 

(sing like you think no one's listening) 
you would kill for this 
just a little bit 
just a little bit 
you would.... 

sing me something soft 
sad and delicate 
or loud and out of key 
sing me anything 
we're glad for what we've got 
done with what we've lost 
our whole lives laid out right in front of us 

sing me something soft 
sad and delicate 
or loud and out of key 
sing me anything 
~ Straylight Run

 


Thursday, April 21, 2005

Currently Playing
Stories and Alibis
By Matchbook Romance
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How goes it everyone?  I really tired today but i guess i am everyday so its nothing new.  Today i was thinking about what to do in life.  I have no idea what im going to do with my life.  this poem here is about the things that will happen if you give up in life.

 

Sole in standstill

You smell the spring rain

a tear is dropped hard, like a thousand fists coming down on your heart

sitting in the dark

your alone, not a sole to comfort your pain

the tears are lefted dryed to your face

you are left blind

blinded your eyes have rusted shut

the fire once fighting to be someone

now dead, pushed by the wind's passing movements

as did the wind to your sole

blown over

your sole,  a dead push over


Saturday, April 16, 2005

im going to prom today, i get to see if i can make new friends ships that sounds kinda fun but scary at the same time.  I wrote a poem yesterday, its about the way girls can make some guys feel.

The meaning of your kiss

 

March seems to never end

A month spent in a standstill

A standstill of faith

A standstill of making love

A standstill of your beautiful motion replaying in my mind

As if it was a broken record, an annoying succession

But a comfort, oh a comfort that makes one at ease with the place he is in

 

The summer love, a kiss

Feeding, fighting, fearing the end

The end

A cold season of snow and ice making you numb

You fight it off

Think of her warmth and her comfort

The times she was by your side

You are never really whole without her

 

A movement of faith

A movement of true love

A movement of that roller coaster you always feared, you never knew that sacrifice would bring rejoice

Rejoice, like most vivid flower blooming in the night

Never known, never seem, never related to-

But the most elegant flower

A flower that flows with the grace of your greatest movement

Yet in a picture frame standstill

The most violent storm of clouds meeting thunder

Over a surreal ocean not making a single ripple of interruption

 

Your movement

Making me standstill

In owe

 


Sunday, April 10, 2005

Currently Playing
Tell All Your Friends
By Taking Back Sunday
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I wish i had something great to say here but i dont,  Girls need to let guys know what they are thinkin, we dont understand you.

 

song of the day - your so last summer

 

She said
"don't, don't let it go to your head
Boys like you are a dime a dozen,
Boys like you are a dime a dozen"
She said
"you're a touch overrated,
you're a lush and I hate it
but these grass stains on my knees
they won't mean a thing"

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm somethin you'll be missing
(is that I'm somethin that you're missing)
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I go to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt

And all I (all I)
Need to know (need to know)
Is that I'm something that your missin
(is that I'm somethin that you're missin)
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that far
(maybe I should hate for this)
Maybe I should hate you for this
Never really did ever quite get that...

Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name
Cause I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name

If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar
If I'm just bad news, then you're a liar

~ Taking back Sunday


Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Currently Playing
This Type Of Thinking Could Do Us In
By Chevelle
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Hey i was bored today so i wrote a poem

Soft thought

 

You sit in the dark dreaming of reality

Wonder

What you are destine for

A slowing clam of hope

Or

Will you fall faster with your newly shattered dreams?

Your eyes wanting to move with emotion,

But how dare you cry

Your male.

The spring smell lingers about your nose,

Always in your ear is the sound of laughter

If only

You knew what it felt like to be apart of them

Alone,

A word in which most understand to its fullest

Together, a word I may never feel

To see your world fall before you, 

A world you enjoyed

Your now thrown into the untouched realm

The one that you knew

you could not handle

The one that you knew

you are not excepted in

That hope you once had slips away

Your shattered dreams fade

You stand there empty

 

 



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