the saddest sight of the year the fate of my camaro |
my poor baby i miss her...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 11:10:00 PST |
pride anger hatred |
just before i called it a night my mailbox received my news e-mail from cnn and it literally made me sick.this woman was in the news about supporting deserters from the military a f...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 10:10:00 PST |
bad day and bloodstained carpet |
dry bloodstainsplattered on a soiled shirtlingering painthe night befores hurtarguments and rageviolence released from its cagefriends turncoat and fightto us it seemed righta spot on the floor ...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Sun, 07 May 2006 10:13:00 PST |
oldie but goodie strange suroundings collection |
strange suroundingsdark as daylight as nightget ready for the midnight frightsummer coldwinter hearsomething is strangely off beatas tall as shortand as big as smallnothings right nothing at all stra...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Sat, 06 May 2006 12:12:00 PST |
peices and papercuts |
what is a man who does not answer his calla coward a wimp not one of the strongone who couldnt care much at allto most this is seen as wrongi am not one of these menso with peices and papercutsi lift ...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Tue, 02 May 2006 07:47:00 PST |
something to think about |
powerwhat every man trys to gain and mant try to maintainits the essence of a god in ones handthe strenght of many a rise above the restbut is this all so or is it the quite differentthe falsehood of ...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 08:15:00 PST |
friends |
the only ones i trust these people i must ones who will not lie somone who will comfort you when you cry they help you when you are down they always are ready to treat to a night on the town they are ...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 01:21:00 PST |
sleepless hour |
everything was still after that verry large sleeping pill strange noises from under my bed screams and howles like the tormented undead scratching and tearing from beneith my head as i see blood shot ...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 12:25:00 PST |
silent cry |
not a word not a sound i cry alone without a crowd no one to see no one to hear i think to myself as i shed a tear i never cry aloud so i can hear the tears pound i cry without im a shadow of doubt as...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 12:20:00 PST |
nowhere |
its never to hot its never to cold you cant be bought and never are to old you cant feel pain but you cant feel love you pray your brain is still working above you try to laugh but not a sound your...
Posted by that guy from the bar on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 06:39:00 PST |
