the weather. |
with your thunder clapping jaws bringing storms overhead, i cant hold my hands over my ears anymore. i'd rather hold your chest as tight as possible until you pass out happily on my stomach for the re...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Jan 2009 12:24:00 GMT |
This town. |
This town is ours. It's where we first met. Where we first kissed. This town, offered an empty bus during the night for us to ride in. It showed how autumn and winter can bring happiness. You came to ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Aug 2008 07:21:00 GMT |
dot. |
for the poets of 1980.the drug takers of 1965.if only decades could be fused together.to the lovers of 1987.you produced a remarkable human being.for the wildlife that created our human emotions.we ti...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Oct 2007 05:01:00 GMT |
i dont know anything anymore. |
the fact is, the world and the human species have been in a constant state of emergency since the beginning of time. its all because one person thinks of something or takes action in a particular situ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 12:07:00 GMT |
making changes and acceptance |
people hold on to things from the past, like old flames, ex partners, situations, stuff like that, but why? its a fact that people have a habit of holding on to things from the past but it ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 07:15:00 GMT |
mechanics |
it's grabbing ten foot spanners
and stabbing them into the machine with force
it's sitting afterwardspicking out the cogs
and using them for your own machine
it's not waking up until the...
Posted by on Tue, 01 May 2007 10:41:00 GMT |
inventions and mistakes. |
i never read the diary you kept.
not wanting to see the tragedies and sins that hid inside.
it stayed closed.
eyes can lie but the mind always tells the truth.
i kept it all there for so long it destr...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 04:51:00 GMT |
forever more. |
forever more.
seeking the happiness that stares you in the face.
breaking bread with who is not your enemy.
and watching the girl.
walk out of the room backwards.
and when the day end ab...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 06:17:00 GMT |
free writing |
in a promising way
it seems ok
i could have danced all night
if i had my way
but its home time.
Posted by on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 05:01:00 GMT |
