I'm not Eminem |
Stirring these fueds, my anger is brewed Words you misuse, i got a feeling i can't lose can't alter my mood Its sort of unique cause when I speak In my misteke my poetrys deep and could cause these fe...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Mar 2006 16:39:00 GMT |
Lonely Days |
Another night left without a sound
Doing fine til i suddenly drown, in thoughts of us
We're quick to rush, now all we do is fuss
It must be you never learned to trust me to the point that you ju...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 16:42:00 GMT |
Falling |
The sun relflects off autmn leafs and fall only to land on the roof of an old barn
Falls festive showings have come
Many colored leafs..a picture within its self
Maroon, Orange, Yellow, and even...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:41:00 GMT |
Wods of a Man |
Bodies shaken
From these verbal bruises its taken
Lesson in essence
Hates confession to the lords blessings
Ive learned blind folded,Im walking the plank
But wont be like the others that ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:40:00 GMT |
Eyes Swallen Shut |
My eyes are swallen shut
But not black and blue from a brutal fist of a man
Instead the fist of love which is so brutal
I try to relinquish the fact that Im here and as long as I live day in an...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:40:00 GMT |
Summers Passing |
Days stretching out longer, in golden brilliance they parade.
Eyes as suns in orbits blaze, burning bright to surrender up the light.
A place left unfilled, where once a spirt dwelled but lingers ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:39:00 GMT |
Do or Die |
Loves simplicity is sorrows ease
Pain is pleasure
That in which we love..our heart
Sweat of blood, mercy, of anger as the rain bangs on my window, dying to bring pain
But pain is what I feel, ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:39:00 GMT |
Won't it End |
I just hate the fact im hated
Debated and descriminated
I would trade it all
Im like a baby trying to walk, everytime I stand I fall
So im left to crawl, looking for light in this life
Of...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:38:00 GMT |
Mirrors Reflection |
Lonliness drips from my tounge like water from a faucet
It too goes down the drain, but mine the drain of anguish
This is me before you, the real me
THe one who never felt like he had to hide wh...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:37:00 GMT |
Face to a Soul |
Let me hold your face,
And see the beauty that lies within,
For it is not your body I want to hold,
But your soul I long to embrace.
It is only a short time which we live.
To truly know one...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Mar 2005 16:37:00 GMT |
