illusional honesty |
what determines truth?pressures of realitycreate discourse to validity.what choice will be the one that changes things forever?uncertainty encourages eagernessto discover, reveal, establish. Be patien...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 10:10:00 GMT |
runing away from the universe |
tremble sweat confusion regretshe says stay cool, lay it lowwith listening ears i double the show.making rounds shaking crowns-foreign to my hearta peaceful sunday falling apart. "its just another day...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Apr 2006 16:48:00 GMT |
laughable remarks |
as the morning sun bleeds through the slits of unfamiliar shutters, my eyes creep open, and my waking mind peels away from the world of dreams. i look to my left to see the tiny piece of plastic, som...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Apr 2006 22:11:00 GMT |
tricking the "innocent" |
seems to please,but only decieves;my entire peripheralrecognizes fault.honesty irregulardependancy absent;why taunt the innocentin the shining crescent. high hopesyour's and mine;like a trianglein opp...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Apr 2006 00:44:00 GMT |
the ride of my life |
A couple nights ago, after night of heavy drinking and small talk about roller coasters, I slept..and dreamed. Not much different from most other nights, except for the dream. Normally my dreams con...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Apr 2006 02:13:00 GMT |
abuse anonymous |
Falling deeper everytime darker, dirtier disgrace.Thrown to the night, another bodybreaks beneath your breath.Crashing flood of desperate thoughts;you serenade while she screams.Flesh and spirit shatt...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Apr 2006 02:33:00 GMT |
the perfect sound |
with new sounds come new emotions.tears dry and smiles reveal wide like the ranging notes.come playswirling, flowing, gliding motion.rhythm heavy but soft, like a potion sparking sensation to parts un...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Apr 2006 11:08:00 GMT |
a heart too deep for time |
Waking up in Austin is a crazy thing. Everyday brings new experiences, thoughts, and perceptions. I always have so much on my mind, and not enough time to think. I wish for the impossible constantly...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Mar 2006 15:13:00 GMT |
the infamous fish |
some song on the radio said it best...who would of thought the radio?"where is the passion when you need it the most? you kick up the leaves and the magic is lost"Monday oh monday.after the golden sun...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 02:20:00 GMT |
bittersweet rainbows |
Today was a good day, but like all days has it's moments of nastalgia and lonesome thinking. Woke up from the best night of sleep I've had in over a month, with a smile and a special ambition for the...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Mar 2006 15:49:00 GMT |
