We will m a r c h ahead |
My hair tangles from the direct shock you send me. as you put my finger in the socket and burn the follicles one by one. my eyes bleed the rush you put me through and leave a trail of my exp...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Aug 2008 08:34:00 GMT |
s h o c k w a v e |
I feel as if i disconnected myself from universality. as if i turned the volume down to give myself exactly what im deservant of. a radius of time and area. i pulled the plug on the unwilling and anxi...
Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 22:07:00 GMT |
h e a r t s unfold. l i e s are told. |
so many things I have discovered. too many things I have realized within myself. not enough learning to complete my subconscious. enough to say the least. people never have moral intensions. self...
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 02:58:00 GMT |
m i n d c o n t r o l |
mind is silent but enraged. heart is broken but intact. completely deaf but the flow of sound is loud. the bath walls bleed my tears. the pounding in my chest ripples the water. every drop hits my poo...
Posted by on Thu, 01 May 2008 08:12:00 GMT |
body my body b o d y |
As I witness the smooth texture attached to me I feel enchanted. I feel satisfied. I feel euphoric and rushed with emotion. I arch my spine and touch my chest around the curves. Down my side...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 22:47:00 GMT |
When your e y e s tell me |
put your hands on my neck. grace your fingers upon my colar bone. my strength in my shoulders as your feel the velvet on my arms. analyze my hand as you lay your fingers between mine. your hand melts ...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 22:22:00 GMT |
holding onto what im f e e l i n g |
Im looking for your hands. My arms are stretched out toward your direction. feeling so blind and useless as all I can feel are your fingertips. My lips are wet and lonely. My heart is racing and think...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 00:00:00 GMT |
turn your l i g h t s down l o w |
I stepped outside. felt a warm breeze rush upon my skin. I smelled something different in the air. It was families spending good times together. I started running along the street. imagination took th...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 15:00:00 GMT |
mouth dry. words I cannot verbalize |
My heart wont hurt as bad if it stops beating. If I stop breathing, living, and anticipating the next thing comming my way. and if i cant find the words to tell you? and I dont feel like I really...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 02:43:00 GMT |
maybe if my h e a r t stops beating |
loves the smell of gardenias. take a fresh picked flower than a dozen roses any day of the week. simple. mysterious. cold hearted. love how people are so intrigued in me. heart shapped boxes. sharp ey...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 01:05:00 GMT |
