I who seldom win. |
This routine is a tourniquet, and I'm choking.
I confess, I can't win... I forfeit.
I who seldom win relent.
This life is a tourniquet, and I'm choking.
I confess, I can't win... I forfeit.;
I w...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 23:41:00 GMT |
More recent than past. |
This slience is draining and
weighing me down at the same time.
Chained and wasting away.
I pray for something new to pray for.
Chained and draining away.
I pray for someeathing new to pray f...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Aug 2007 10:52:00 GMT |
Past writings, circa1999 |
OVERWHELMED I see a man stab through the child, Alredy trying to dull his loss. He cries anesthetize these wounds, And lets the rot grow deep and rich. Overwhelmed, He reches fo...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 00:28:00 GMT |
Serotinin |
Breathing in oxygen is meaning less and lessAnd less than the nothing that is and is inside me.Drinking in, the last resolve, slash chance to solve,The aches and pains, the stresses and the drains tha...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 20:36:00 GMT |
5:00 A.M. |
Sleep breaks like a dam no longer able to hold back the flood of unrest.
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jun 2006 00:15:00 GMT |
