This Battle |
This screen, this space, this time between you and I. I wish to touch, I wish to hold, I wish to be there in your home. To smell the oil in the air and the strawberries in your hair, only if I could t... Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 15:40:00 GMT |
journy through the mind |
tonight i find my self as a wanderer searching for someone , someone that i can find myself in some one that i can sit in silence with and someone who i can roar along with in laughter. and i lie awak... Posted by on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 01:47:00 GMT |
unnamed |
my eyes bleed as my heart drowns theres the one whom i thought it was, the one one whos heart i thought i had. and the only wish i have tonight is that this small blight does not grow to be a tra... Posted by on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 11:54:00 GMT |
213 thing's skippy can no longer do in the army |
The Skippy List
Explanations of these events:
a) I did myself, and either got in trouble or commended. (I had a Major shake my hand for the piss bottle thing, for instance.)b) I witnessed another sol... Posted by on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 21:51:00 GMT |
what i now know and wish i had known earlier |
i have found the it is truley better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. i do know that after someone that tou truley love has laft you it hurts and it wil hurt for quite some time... Posted by on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 05:39:00 GMT |
the ultimate pain |
this pain is weakening this pain that instead said to be freedom is not freedom at all. this pain kills my soul and agian as soon as it begins to lift again, i have attempted a rebirth from this pain ... Posted by on Mon, 14 May 2007 21:15:00 GMT |
lucky san antone |
this lack of speach from the bird to the feather causes lack of sleep for the bird because the feather he loves so dearly he now misses so this departur pains him for he looks to the ground to find th... Posted by on Fri, 25 Nov 2005 22:54:00 GMT |
the crossing harts |
Crossing my hart and praying for death my hands hold the key to subside this misery. Uncrosses my hart and this pray because undone. Still i pray to end what you have become. I die inside for dea... Posted by on Thu, 08 Sep 2005 22:07:00 GMT |
the winner |
ok this is the winning poem i have just writtin for yall who posted ok so here it is
these roses persuade me to die as fear fills my eyes. this fear becomes reality as she leavs my side, this fear bec... Posted by on Sun, 21 Aug 2005 08:58:00 GMT |
im thinking |
so ya ive been wanting to write a peom to put on here and i still have nt yet so im just going to put some beinging parts that ive been thinking of and have yall tell me which one i need to write
1.ma... Posted by on Fri, 19 Aug 2005 21:23:00 GMT |