Everyday I see a little bit more |
of your father in you. Its uncanning how much you resemble him in your face, in your reactions, and even in your short temper. And while it breaks my heart when I catch myself glancing at you and see ...
Posted by nicci on Thu, 22 May 2008 09:04:00 PST |
27/28 |
On sleepless roads the sleepless go, may angels lead you in.And if you were with me tonight, I'd sing to you just one more time.A song for a heart so big, god wouldn't let it live....
Posted by nicci on Sun, 18 May 2008 09:08:00 PST |
Heaven send hell away. No one sings like you anymore. |
NounS: (n) mourning, bereavement (state of sorrow over the death or departure of a loved one)
S: (n) lamentation, mourning (the passionate and demonstrative activity of expressing grief)
VerbS: (v)...
Posted by nicci on Sun, 18 May 2008 07:28:00 PST |
Sundown. Come home. |
Honeybunny,Today is Mother's day, and while I know that Father's day is going to be a lot harder for Lennon and I, that doesn't mean that today doesn't hurt any less. I know that today alone is going...
Posted by nicci on Sun, 11 May 2008 11:59:00 PST |
Ill wear the claws if youd like that. |
I've kept silent for the past 4 weeks. I didn't feel the need to broadcast things all over the internet to make myself look or feel significant. I know how significant I was, and I know that those of ...
Posted by nicci on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 10:33:00 PST |
Slipping cocktails with a crash. |
Every summer has it's cold spot. 26 days of a indecent heatwave. Carried away with one's own 'sophistication'. Unhealthy, but still it glides alongside the clouds of fault and reason. No longer striv...
Posted by nicci on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 10:48:00 PST |
Poison seeds grow poison trees. |
Homemakers become homewreckers, the television tells us so.
Go ahead and make yourself comfortable. I refused life on a cold table, 6 weeks after knowing her. Jealo...
Posted by nicci on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 10:47:00 PST |
Westwards on a plane, I got brass knucles hanging from my neck. |
my probability feels enamored with dependancy on breathing. I could take a breath of fresh air and exhale smoke. black doesn't always seize as swollen, you're hard to (fucking) erase. I think the repo...
Posted by nicci on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 02:52:00 PST |
You only smile when it suits you. |
Every winter I'm reminded of this.
Drive me into seclusion and turn my eyelids inside out, I've heard the bells quietly ring inside my bones. When you speak in cursive, it's subtle. High tailing deni...
Posted by nicci on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 09:52:00 PST |
What a bloody cross to bare. |
I never really learned how to love you, but I know that I love you through the hole in the sky.
Posted by nicci on Fri, 11 Aug 2006 09:06:00 PST |
