stop |
do you notice?i'm so worn out. i'm so jaded.i can't seem to find a point in anything. its like nothing is worth bringing up. i tried, but i find i don't even want to. i can fill my mouth with poetry a...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Jul 2009 11:13:00 GMT |
this mental diterioraton is brought to you by the letter E. |
i strained myself,i broke my back,looking for that damned letter.Eso naturally i would find it now.when its to late.after i've scattered all the other letters as far as i could throw them.how long wil...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 15:21:00 GMT |
REACTION. |
I WILL GRASP THESE BARS AND SHAKE YOU AWAKE.I WILL CURSE YOU UNTIL YOU FIGHT BACK.I WILL FORCE YOU TO MOVE.I HATE YOUR FUCKING SILENCE.
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 17:14:00 GMT |
suffication |
i'll watch these bricks block me in with determination.cause even though theres no air in here i knowwhen the cement crumbles i know i'll be able to breathe again.and i can hold my breath for a really...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Mar 2009 22:31:00 GMT |
angel, spit |
its such an anomaly, a mind fuck, this thing we maintain. i admit it so freely. i speak so effortlessly.why is it this is the only time these words flow?the only time they resound, like an echo of my ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Dec 2008 06:26:00 GMT |
smile |
I!am over flowing!I AM TALKING![but thats not what i was gonna say]I AM COLD! AND MY SHOULDERS ARE SO WARM WHEN I TOUCH THEM![i missed this]i miss stepping over people curled up with their faces press...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Oct 2008 05:26:00 GMT |
bubbles |
"I spy a toddler on the corner with her bubbles and her dipstick I witness the fusion of her breath and her amusement"[sugar coated]~*~"the back of my throat, the small of your back, the essence you ...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 15:34:00 GMT |
gift |
my friends have named themselves after countries.where is everyone tonight?i flip thru contacts and close my eyes.forget it.whats been with me lately?its like my soul is lead when i'm alone.nothing ca...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Aug 2008 07:05:00 GMT |
as stolen cars pass thru the night |
there comes a point in the night where you realize you will not sleeping.i have reached this point at long last. i've done all i can for tonight, and if i'm not nodding off by now, [now being 4:13am] ...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 07:40:00 GMT |
killing jar. |
as i crush a bug into the screen, slowly pressing its guts out and smearing them against the bright eletric light of my computer, i think forlonely about how out of the two of us, the bug and myself, ...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 20:23:00 GMT |
