chicago sunrise |
tires finally come to a stop,the roads seems to go anywhere,ive given up on paying attention to where it is im suppose to be,still recall the smell of your soft brown hair, its tough to make decisions...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Jul 2009 16:49:00 GMT |
bloody knuckles |
if we're lucky,it'll take us half of our lives to find what we ultimately want,we spend some much time and effort into acquirring things we think want, if we can only trade substitutes for truth, at l...
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 01:23:00 GMT |
broken glass |
the broken glass sparkles on the crowded road, hands search for some type of stability, your such a long way from home, a bloody smile is given as youre hit by reality, my bones ache and my mind is dr...
Posted by on Sat, 02 May 2009 02:01:00 GMT |
street lights across the sea |
fingers cant stop tapping, the pouding headache and the decision that is still standing, her make up runs down her face, like a map leading to her lips,how she hates the taste, in and out, i can never...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 00:33:00 GMT |
The Good Villian |
ive tossed and turned for ages, frustration and an even more drunken stage, my body has been aching for your touch, the nights all seem the same, different women but the same fuck, going from star to ...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Apr 2009 00:17:00 GMT |
the long road |
a pair you could never lose with,a decision you never take back,she was the only one i could be with, take another drink and i still find things hard to understand, i'll meet you on that long road, th...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 20:05:00 GMT |
the dark path |
halfway apologies, 20 dollar influence, and an unexchangeable reply, i drink till i feel no more, i drink till i can feel again some more, hard work and a little bit of patience doesnt always go han...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Feb 2009 00:48:00 GMT |
tommorow will be different |
watch the red wine dance in my glass,reflect on some good old days,how life seems to keep moving so fast,a cool breeze begins to speak, my body replies with a shiver that leaves me weak,i hear promise...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jan 2009 00:31:00 GMT |
december 15 |
these eyes felt like they were set free from chains,a rough arrival and a couple drinks to ease the pains,lay back and accept these changes, i got a handful of solutions in the middle of my palm, i hu...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Jan 2009 02:05:00 GMT |
gate 37 |
the sand kicks up in the air,leaving a trail that you can trace back to when i use to care,the sun seems to be in a rush to say farewell,lost in the view,your skin starts to go pale,i argue with the t...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jan 2009 01:48:00 GMT |
