Looking Forward To Nothing |
I hate writing on the topic of love because I feel like no-one wants to hear itI'm building up a wall one brick at a time so that no-one can come near itFear this- the dreams I've come accustomed to a...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 09:58:00 GMT |
My Last Blog - The Toughest Junction - And This Is How I Feel |
Well Guys, It's Been Fun, I Use To Have Avid Readers AND People Who Responded On Here. But Not Anymore, So Why Should I Take The Time To Post It On Here, If No-One Reads It And It Gets Slep...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 13:46:00 GMT |
A Shattered Mind |
You know who you are. . Misunderstood but confident due to ignoranceour lead role sees home as a refuge of significanceHer bedroom's a blessing for her to wet tissuesand protesting her innocence isn't...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 11:31:00 GMT |
Dying in a Dream pt. 1 |
Ok, There Will Be Two Parts To This Poem (First One Is More Poem Like, Second Is Spoken Word). Same Topic, But Two Completely Different Stories. They Are Only Connected By The Topic, NOT The Actual St...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 08:19:00 GMT |
Dying in a Dream pt. 2 |
Ok, This Is The Second One, It Is More Spoken Word Than Poem.. Same Topic, But Two Completely Different Stories. Once Again, They Are Only Connected By The Topic, NOT The Actual Stories. Because Both ...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 08:19:00 GMT |
The Eyes Of A Bear - A Toys Story |
Through the eyes of her teddy bear...
Canine ivories playfully rip my tattered fur asideRevealing shredded stuffing like the shattered world insideTheres nowhere to hide, All I can do is accept my fat...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 06:35:00 GMT |
My Writings... |
Some People Were Under The Impression I Found Poems I Liked and Was Just Posting Them. EVERY Note I Wrote (Poetry and/or Blog) Is From My Sick and Twisted Mind, It's 100% Zach.My Writings Will B...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 16:15:00 GMT |
Half Empty Life Form With A Glass To Fill |
Tonight's shoulder to cry on, got ulterior motivesI played subtle moves to set off teary explosivesAngels tears are corrosive and scold my skinShe bleeds her eyes dry of every bead of salt to sinkDown...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 16:05:00 GMT |
R.I.P. |
Most will never know a life like that of whom I'm speaking of. It was truly a Godsend and a blessing.. one I don't have the heart to say I was worthy of.Seldom taught past.. A casket of thought closed...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 13:16:00 GMT |
Midnight With Afrodite |
Emphatic Infatuation Overwhelms my Strongest NotionsThis Vessel now Forced to Wrestle in a Tempest of Emotions[Should I] Escape or Show Devotion to a Hatred Well DenotedForsaking this Revelation of Se...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 02:24:00 GMT |
