Hard part about being a freelance web designer

Posted on 2007-06-29

So, I've learned what the hardest part about being a web designer is for me...... finding clients

I've had several people come to my aid... one person came twice for a site for their car wash company....another came for a site for their education business....another came for a site for her speach therapy business..... none ever responded after I said I would do it.....

I've ended up making it into a hobby.  I've designed roughly ten sites, yes whole site, on my own for no reason.  One about a video game tournament business, one for a golf course, two as a blog, one as an online newspaper, one as a pizza company, and more.....

If I could find someone, anyone, that needed a website, I would love to do it.  I feel like I cannot wait three more years to get my first client in the web design world.........

New Poem - "Who"

Posted on 2007-06-28

 "Who"

Who do you think you are
Get out of my head
I can't think

Thoughts half there
Half gone
All dead
Why not you
Still there

Frustration strangles
Bloody blue bruises left
Filling red hate

Stop
Please
I want you gone
Now

Tearing
Ripping
Hair out
Heart out
Hating this
Hating you

Are you enjoying yourself
Knowing you are killing me
And it hurts
Oh God, it hurts

Are you enjoying this attention
I bet you are
You like it a lot
Having fun chocking me
With my own ignorance

Get out of my life
Remove you
Your poison
Purify
Just leave

Please
Please leave me
Please go
Go away

New Poem - "Cheat"

Posted on 2007-06-27

"Cheat"

Smooth
Supple
Different is good

Warm breath
Body heat
Dangerous delight

Poison kiss
Tainted
But sweet
Lusciously tender
So wrong
Felt so right

Fingertips
Everywhere
Touching

Denim skirt
Short and tight
Gone now

Devilish red top
Slipped up and away

Nothing left
But us two

Legs twined
Pressure tight
Hands meet chest

Sliding
On sweat
Smooth
Rhythmic

Tasting
Lips
Skin
Risk

Breath
Hot and wet
Coupled with sounds
Pleasure well said

Lips meet
Press
Made one
One evil

Touch
Strong
Vicious delight

Incense burning
Roses wilting
Flowers dying
Sadistic scents

Eyes
Tight shut

Ripped open
Drinking in
No, soaking up
Pure flavor
Fiery taste
Sweet fruit forbidden

Joy
Satisfaction

Morning hits
Memory stings
Guilt kills
Was it worth it?

New Poem: Haze

Posted on 2007-06-03

"Haze"

Doubt
Grayish confusion
Coursing through veins.

Decision
Deceptive difficulty.

Coward
No, caution.

Heart races
Pulse quickens
Arms numb
Hands shake
Perceived pain.

Risk
Worth taking?
Worth bleeding.

The moment
Creeping near.

Heart stops
Breath silenced.

Moment
Has come
About to pass
Gone.

Opportunity gasping
Dying
Fearing failure
Shouting

No, screaming
For you.

Now
Go now.

New Poem: One Shot

Posted on 2007-06-03

"One Shot"


Silver shining thoughts
Fall from above
As rain drops
From mid-summer sky
Becoming thought.

Dreams grown
From the rain
Fresh and new
Vibrant greens
Reds and blue.

Held suspended
Caught in time
Ripening.

A moment hits
The dream falls
Can you catch it?

That moment can
Mold a life
Your life
As you'd like.

Miss it
And miss it forever
As it drops out of reach.

Engulfed
Into a painful fate
A bloody destination
A blackened destiny.

Drowning within
Glowing grey sea
Waves crashing
Wishes sinking.

Fading helplessly
Hope
That never was
That can never be.
You've miss your chance.

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