"im no longer afraid of open water" |
"im no longer afraid of open water"the last few days, it would seem, I've been too scared to speakmy mouth, has been packed top to bottom, cheek to cheek and my head, filled with words- I know jus...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 06:20:00 PST |
Her Smile : My Downfall |
HER SMILE : MY DOWNFALLLIE TO ME BABYWITH LIPS THAT SCREAM MY NAMEIN UNISON WITH WORDS THAT BEG ME TO STAYBUT LITTLE DID YOU KNOWOF A SECRET PLAN MY LIPS AND FINGERS KEPTAS I BEGAN TO FALL FOR EVERY F...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Tue, 27 May 2008 10:56:00 PST |
16, 17 |
16, 17No, I won't be afraidNor will I ever beYour hands don't possess what it would takeTo rip my world apart right in front of me And my two eyes would rather love than ever have to seeAnother broken...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Thu, 22 May 2008 06:50:00 PST |
...waking up in rocklin... |
Waking Up in RocklinMy mind doesn't possess the capacity to fathom what happened that nightNor do I feel the need to put into words something that feels so rightI can't look you in the eyes for long b...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Tue, 20 May 2008 10:20:00 PST |
"The Distance" |
The DistanceStanding at a distance, far behind the crowd, yet close enough to see them. Watch them lower her 6 feet or so below the tips of green spears of grass so crisp,That are capable of sup...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 11:59:00 PST |
My City |
(not an original)
I once lived in a city. It was a strong, safe city. It had high walls around it built in earlier times to fend off frequent attackers. The walls were strong ones and I maintained ...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The Chronicles Of A Child Called "Nobody" (part II) |
...she wasn't always called "Nobody." She had a name once...her name was Grace. Grace was the spitting image of her mother-blonde locks, eyes as blue as the sea at sunrise, and a smile that could melt...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Chronicles of a Girl Called "Nobody" (part I) |
[The Chronicles Of A Child Called "Nobody"]
"every night she cries herself to sleep;
she cries herself to sleep every night."
as a child "Nobody" longed to be loved.
she wanted nothing more t...
Posted by CHRISSY POO (FTBG) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
