attraction is based on the tensions |
The evening was disguised, it was like I couldn't go. Unconscious thoughts collide without warning inside of a mind prolapsed upon it's own world. Surely I had something to say but for now there is no...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Dec 2009 07:03:00 GMT |
464 |
I wish for the few words to ease my mindSet up for failureOnce againI have destroyed the goodWaiting for your good-byeI knew it would come to thisI knew itSo I put up my handsYou winI can't say good-b...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Nov 2009 20:38:00 GMT |
463 |
Being all too conscious is a disease.Looking out to look in so for to be able to even see outside.Wretched disease....My mind is tired now, and moreover useless.Whatever this latest life intermission,...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Nov 2009 18:44:00 GMT |
A flash! |
A flash! One instant dismissedA glimpse, a glintThey, evocative and breathless yetWrapped up and carried backA moment jumping downInto a shutter in the nightSealed away in tears Face alarmed in amazed...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Nov 2009 16:29:00 GMT |
Crime fighter! |
On the side of my myspace page is an advertisment, "become a crime fighter, Fbi Dea swat and secret service". I want to know how exactly that fights crime. I think that having such a high profile forc...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Oct 2009 11:14:00 GMT |
I see you everyday, looking empty? |
Every now and then I have to take a step back, turn around then walk away. I was too young then, now I am too old. I had to make a world for me, because I could not live in yours. You told me that lif...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Oct 2009 10:29:00 GMT |
Can't sleep, clowns will eat me. |
So just for once, can I rest. Can I remove these shoes and clear the sweat from my eyes.Can I fall asleep knowing the world is not out to get me.
Posted by on Tue, 20 Oct 2009 23:39:00 GMT |
again. From what |
I was a giant staring into a hole of the future, so far away was my vantage. The hole, a ball of yarn, slowly unraveled from the inside then turned into a snake then flew away in the claws of a hawk. ...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Oct 2009 09:14:00 GMT |
Try this. |
Everywhere and his nasty parlor tricks,Masked and anonymous,Designing for a nervous breakdown,One foot in the grave.Such blinding stars for starving eyes,We were dead before the ship even sank,Whateve...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Oct 2009 07:30:00 GMT |
static |
I spent too much time trying to walk through wallsListening to the silence for her voiceAt night I awaken thinking she called my nameI was mistakenAs if my words were graphed with white crayon on whit...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Oct 2009 16:31:00 GMT |
