my new one its still kinda rough |
SHADES OF DARKNESSTo look back on a past to never be releaved.to touch apon feelings never to be felt without a crimson intensity.only a dull numbness follows in this irelivancy we call life.in a unfa...
Posted by on Fri, 18 May 2007 19:41:00 GMT |
to all I have and will love |
just another love poemthe oceans fury cannot obscure your beauty.its raging surf cannot take your sweet taste from me. your touch is that of the tides caressing a moon lit shore. to gaze into your eye...
Posted by on Fri, 18 May 2007 07:52:00 GMT |
wrote this back in school...way long ago |
forced conformity
as i sit singled out pushed down and repressed,by those obsessed with forcing things the way they want. a power they flaunt,as they strive to discrace us while they discor...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 07:22:00 GMT |
lookin for some depression...look no further |
faceless
a time alone,a time cold and faceless. awarness long ago reached,the wave broken and receeded. instilling my open mind with unspoken ankst,broken dreams and regret. feeling it ever beat...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 06:50:00 GMT |
life...yea,its great. |
times cycle
In an endless cycle we chase the tails of are dreams,never and always connected to us. as we are the same in the irrelevance of time,so desperately applied to our fragile reality. we...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 04:47:00 GMT |
to those who can relate |
to my dad
father, farther apart we grow.theres a pain from a life Ill never know. but Ill love you with a hatred Ill never show farther,father we grow
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 02:11:00 GMT |
short one |
lifes toll
I once felt alive,but living alive takes your life away.but better to die young living then to die old inside,because life is good when your living to die.
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 01:57:00 GMT |
a tough choice |
thinking of you
my time is an inevitable irrelvence, lifes meaning is meaningless. but the means to the meaning,meeting in my mind with atomic force.the enigma in my thoughts uncovered,two paths ...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 01:33:00 GMT |
wrote this in an airport |
simposim of society
so many socially starved individuals searching for freindly and firmiler faces,in these crowded places.black and white turning grey,in places all so close but far away,sitting in t...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 01:02:00 GMT |
more stuff that hurts ohh yea |
her poem
scarlet our words spoken as they fall to the floor,meaningless as our emotions grow ravanously within the flames of our passion. as each embrace fills empty spaces never known befor, but...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 04:51:00 GMT |
