Casting shadows |
Will I ever be bigger than the dark shadow of my past?I see it your eyes when they look me up and down, questioning meI hear it in the silence of voices surrounding me with silver tounges, sharpening ...
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 11:04:00 GMT |
new born |
Lay me downforce your tounge on my soulwrite my words on paper and make me explainhold my handwalk me to incarceration....then wait for my returnstrip me of every word I ever spokeand watch me relearn...
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 10:51:00 GMT |
Love |
Do not let this feeling be drowned by the waves of disbelief,To know someone in life, and to love themis an honor.We all must meet with our end, and when that time comesI pray you have felt the passio...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 18:13:00 GMT |
A simple smile |
If you find it gazing at you...you're the reason it exists.And finding out the simple, and yet at times complex reasons why it's even possible for me to bare one, is the very foundation on which it li...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Mar 2009 19:43:00 GMT |
Laughing like a runaway balloon |
Without control I speed into life with wings of a new born,fragile, weak, with no conception of failure, I spread them, jump, and fall.Not knowing the pain that approaches faster then the tears of joy...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Jan 2009 19:47:00 GMT |
note to self |
Is it that we simply cant live with the thought of looking into each others eye's that brings us to this silence?
Or, I'm without soul, without direction, simply stupid to the norm with ou...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 22:19:00 GMT |
The meeting |
Him.
The room is tight,
lack of air, not space,
no one admires his gaze, and she is calm
he feels his chest pull towards her,
her scent,
breath out, eye...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 00:58:00 GMT |
In your arms |
I wish for you the smile that leaves lines
a warm feeling in your heart knowing without doubt that you're loved,
for every little thing you are kind, caring, alive, hurt, scared, shy, warm,
and the ...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 18:00:00 GMT |
snowed in |
It's the silence that brings my pain
it's the wondering that brings my horror
it's the lack of honesty that brings the cold
it's the lack of touch that darkens my view
it's the memories tha...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Dec 2008 18:37:00 GMT |
comfort in knowing we are alone together |
In bedrooms, knees grasp the floor
while floods of pain bloodshot teary eye's
and our empty hearts beg to be known
I feel them, and we are not alone
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2008 12:07:00 GMT |
