A moment of clearity |
Has any one ever had a moment of complete and total clearity? A moment when you think, What the fuck am I doing? Should I be doing this? Why am I doing this? What should I be doing instead of what...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 23:30:00 GMT |
A moment of clearity |
Has any one ever had a moment of complete and total clearity? A moment when you think, What the fuck am I doing? Should I be doing this? Why am I doing this? What should I be doing instead of what...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 23:29:00 GMT |
My Pathetic Attempt At Poetry |
In walked a man so old and frail.
Hands dry and cracked, filled with dirt.
He looks of death, so beat and weak.
Opens his mouth and orders Tea
Sits at a table next to me
He sits alone, vacantly stairs...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 11:36:00 GMT |
