my hands are soft |
soft hands grow souls that are meek and uselesswhile pages piece moments gone old for the lust to rememberfear to proclaim self existance breeds life addicted to self deperva...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Tue, 29 Nov 2005 12:57:00 PST |
goodbye, goodnight |
not enough nail to chewslide runs barepiss yellow watermind, drooling hopelessly into a skipfeeds on nicotinenot a healthy young vesselshort glances, from key to picturescab, looks tendertore it on na...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Tue, 06 Sep 2005 11:33:00 PST |
dreaming of sleep |
can't kill, can't killaw, aw i gotta win thisi'm riding this shit, i'm riding this shit aloneconfused, confused lies they constantly feed mejust don't, don't leave me onyou live your life, everything ...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Wed, 31 Aug 2005 08:55:00 PST |
january shut it's eyes |
kid sits at the bar scribbling in his bookbudweiser, 12 oz near his handwaitress ask "can i read"kid says "don't give no fluids"she readsbudweiser empty, kid orders another"this is some deep shit" rep...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Wed, 24 Aug 2005 06:43:00 PST |
i like it when it rains |
i like it when it rainsi come out and playi like it when it rainsit washes my hairi wish it would rain every single daycause i like outsidewhen the clouds are grey
i hope the rain keeps falling downi ...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Thu, 18 Aug 2005 04:37:00 PST |
they're coming.... |
they're coming after methey say they know my namethey wanna keep me hereand make a map of medon't know the tempertureor the state i'm ininject a syrum thatmade me forget a week
feed the weak with pill...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Thu, 18 Aug 2005 04:24:00 PST |
brown eyes |
my skin hangs over my tattered bonesi can't feel unless i am stonedand my lungs are weak from breathing daily routineas the white slowly fades into redand when i walk i creek, i don't talk, i never sl...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Thu, 18 Aug 2005 04:17:00 PST |
sometimes i'm.......... |
sometimes people call me strangesometimes my thoughts are not arrangedsometimes i wanna fucking diesometimes my blood pours when she criessometimes i feel so far awaysometimes drugs get me through my ...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
amy may |
i knew this little girl who lived down on my streetshe was the smartest girl and had the highest dreamsshe lays before me with no color in her facewhat made it end this way who took her to this p...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
mother and daughter |
mother and daughter sit at the table to have breakfastmother, too hungover to prepare anything serves up two fruit snacksapple juice poured into a sippy cupchild screams "I UM MISSIN MY KARTUNS"headac...
Posted by Scum Killed the Kittens on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
