A Strangers Tears |
A lot of joy passes through my place of employment. People buying new things they want and think they need brings a joy to most people in this country. A lot of people there 'run into' others that the...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 06:25:00 GMT |
I may have killed someone |
I suppose it's my fault really.
I went to watch a movie by myself. I've been doing this lately; my friends have their own things going on and I've been enjoying more alone time over the last couple we...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 09:00:00 GMT |
So strange, to happen to me... |
I told my parents I was hanging out with some friends. Although none had actually guaranteed any plans, I was so sick of being in the house I'd rather be alone in the cold somewhere than be inside for...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 18:19:00 GMT |
Cleaning my room; life reorganized |
I don't clean my room very often. I always tell myself the same thing, that in time it will just look the same as it did before. Even so, I find myself trying to clean my room at times,...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 00:40:00 GMT |
The Downside to Positive Advertising Campaigns |
I dance in my chair in my underwear I know it's not fair that you weren't there to see me dance without my pants only one chance Here, meet Lance a perfect young guy he will always lie he says he can ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 21:33:00 GMT |
Time Would Run Out, If It Existed. |
Destiny is not written on the wallSo the scribe sits down and watches us fallForeshadowing and fate, which he shall hateHe cannot destroy, neither counter-curse createHe is not measured in space or ti...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Nov 2005 20:45:00 GMT |
Scare |
In the middle of the street
Blurred hazy sight
I meet doom off my feet
In the dark of the night
Blurred hazy sight
Cant see far past my feet
In the dark of the night
Weather brings rain and sl...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Sep 2005 20:55:00 GMT |
The lost and confused ways of the lost and confused student |
Get out of bedleave my homenoises in my headas teachers droan
fourty-five percent'sfailing the classhalf or more studentswill not pass
confusing lessonsmis-understood storiesworthless sessionspointles...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Sep 2005 15:38:00 GMT |
I: Story of the Betraying Nocturnal Creature |
They say your friends are the few you can trustIn the past I supposed that was trueBut when he rushed to quench his blood lustHe took me as easily as you
Your day is our night; you slee...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Jul 2005 22:32:00 GMT |
insect |
understanding you is figuring out what doesn't exist I stare into your eyes to watch the high tideand you pull me out into the sea and watch me drownI never knew something so bea...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Jun 2005 21:24:00 GMT |
