life is a dash between 2 dates |
i remain the same lame complainer. the saine feign awareness but blame all their problems on their parents. careless and lost walking in the land of the frost bites the moss on the trees at nigh... Posted by Wes on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 12:46:00 PST |
Im a love solder. |
I'm a love solder, because it's harder not to fight,
This world's a little colder, everyday and every night,
My fists belong in pockets, the walls are nice and white,
They shut the door and lock it, m... Posted by Wes on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 05:06:00 PST |
Oceanic Abyss |
There's a bed like a stone, and I'm thinking of you,
How much it cost, and how much I miss you,
All has been lost, I don't have a home,
Still I remember the time, I'd roll over and kiss you,
Blood tur... Posted by Wes on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 01:05:00 PST |
questions without answers |
Why does the sound of silence sound louder than the sounds that silence that sound?
Why does the ground see violence when the grounds for violence cannot be found?
I found a slyness that astounds your... Posted by Wes on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 04:12:00 PST |
hate dont carry enough emotion |
I hate every word that I speak
So damn much if I didn't need
It to eat I'd sew the bitch shut
And even though you might think
That's a bit much your fucking lips
Do nothing but kiss butts
I wanna li... Posted by Wes on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 03:13:00 PST |
sydni |
The parallel realities are taking their toll
And dark personalities are taking control
Everybody keeps telling me
That my heart is to cold
But I wish that I could show 'em
How the pages unfold
I'm lo... Posted by Wes on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 03:11:00 PST |
MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
There was a time that Venus would smile for me
But now the days are cold and the nights are stormy
And all that I have is the lonely road before me
I saw the old one die and new moon forming
The cloud... Posted by Wes on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 10:44:00 PST |
a perfect ending |
There are no good endings, only new beginnings. but this you can be sure of, all good things must come to an end. we are not judged on the rain that falls but on roof we hide under. so&... Posted by Wes on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 11:31:00 PST |
words fail |
The language that I speak is so weak and disgusting
My tongue is such a liar that it's not worth trusting
I'd tell you with my hands but you might think it was lusting
So look into my eyes and see dow... Posted by Wes on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 01:19:00 PST |
even the moon hides its face tonight |
When it rains it pours,
And aint nuttin but closed doors
Er'body herd it before
don't want no more
my face on the floor
The pace of the race is
like runnin the bases
But it feels like a waste cuz
t... Posted by Wes on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 01:08:00 PST |