Can't Depend on Love |
Got to find a wayA way to be trueGot to find a wayA way to love meMy love cant depend on you No, No I cant depend on youThat point youve proven trueCant always count on loveYour love, it leaves me...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Jun 2009 19:01:00 GMT |
Old Picture |
I was digging around in an old box of odds and ends: an outdated video camera(analog even), some old phone bills and some turquoise candle holders that I had forgotten about. Just as I was about to sh...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Mar 2009 17:41:00 GMT |
My world got smaller one day |
My world got smaller one dayI didnt know what hit meBut suddenly life as I knew it Was way beyond my reach.. ..My world got smallerAs I worked to heal my woundsHigh from drugs that didnt cureBut did...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Feb 2009 19:11:00 GMT |
Battle of Time |
One small violent eruption
Left shell shocked and broken
No one understand what they can't see
They all stare, then talk behind me
An offer of help must later be paid back
No end in sight, sorrow a...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 21:48:00 GMT |
More than before |
I am less than I was before
More time must pass before I can see
What this painful time will bloom in me
I am greater than I am right now
Achingly tired from the weight I must bear
To gain strength I...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 21:05:00 GMT |
My Shadow |
My shadow, my pain
It all feels the same
Longing for the world to ease up
Let me catch me breath
My guilt, my shame
It's all become the same
Poisoning my mind, my thoughts
Let me get on my feet
My ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Oct 2008 00:43:00 GMT |
Silohouette |
Graceful silhouette of a woman
Casually resting on a chaise
Regal paisley fabric compliments
The feminine outline of her leg
Draped artfully on the plush cushion
The other leg peeking from an afghan...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 18:37:00 GMT |
Coffee in the Morning |
Coffee in the morning, made by your hand
Just one of the reasons I love you
We didn't match up, in fact I moved out
Now we are just friends, yet I don't feel apart
Coffee in the morning, made by your...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 21:18:00 GMT |
The Vows that We Speak |
I am unsure of the vows that we speak
Though when I uttered them
All those words I did mean
The sanctity, the loving cup
With you around, I was lifted up
Now alone, a place in between
I know not what ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 15:57:00 GMT |
Shorn No More |
My hair has grown out
I am shorn no more
Nothing cropped remains
I am mastered by me, alone
I walk proudly with my head held high
No secret life to be hidden away
I am what you see
By my hand it shal...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 15:50:00 GMT |
