feeling like a robot with human arms |
All this weight that fate bestowedIt makes the line that tethers coldTo look upon the wasted pathTo forgive...to forget...I can't....Always falling right back into the same designThe pen moves itself ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Nov 2009 15:22:00 GMT |
Where the low becomes the floor |
Dripping intangible from the waist and the knife held in fingers loose. The sauntering of eyes and hips in the direction of east and west. Treading softly and slowly speaking ever backwards of torme...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Aug 2009 18:18:00 GMT |
the price on my head |
I started to walk away but the running of a free man is still running to me. And to let go of everything that these demons bring is my wish to place upon the stronger. I can smile...I do know how to...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Aug 2009 16:36:00 GMT |
the end of the line |
Blank....The eyes of stares that fall upon the twisted wreck. All too many times it has been seen. What would they say now?? What was behind their whispers?? Were they actually right?? I fill my ...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Aug 2009 16:28:00 GMT |
with brittle bones punches hurt me more than you |
One constant day....week...month.....Ill settle for night. Everything is so long and the timeline is narrower still. Every situation tastes of pale and durress. There was always a way to cope and e...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Jul 2009 16:21:00 GMT |
oh soooo moody |
It all started with a very unfortunate idea. What if I just went for it?...YOU IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!It was all such a easy going free feeling ordeal, yet, YOU became attached to the idea. Im disappoint...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Jul 2009 23:15:00 GMT |
this wont help |
Ive lost most of my self sight,inwardly looking for the softest hands to pry my hands from my eyes. I find a language barrier,the words are expressed and there is feeling behind them but the air carr...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Jul 2009 13:23:00 GMT |
=045640 =0 MB>..........and thats the half truth |
Beneath the dark the flat and the blankthere still is just a manone to speak the words to make it simplelying beneath the cover of the shadow that i castits always darker than they think, its always t...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 19:30:00 GMT |
adaptive strain |
Hang up hang up...When you're not aroundwere playing this timewithout feet on the groundmake me wishthat it would never beand ill let you standright next to mewhen i tear it downwhen i burn this cityM...
Posted by on Mon, 25 May 2009 00:17:00 GMT |
A product of the mars volta and too damn much time on my hands |
Undermine...................... Goes down so easy................ A simple yet destructive plant.................... Take some discipline with you when you go....................... My view is under y...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 18:55:00 GMT |
