Maturity |
What is maturity?Is it me knowing more then you knowing more then me knowing more...and vice versa:)Is it the light a child sees when all we see is darknessIs it written on papers representing years o... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 07:50:00 PST |
A Womans Hope |
How many women do you know?How many girls do u hold?How many ho's do u fuck?Do you treat them with respect?Do u look but don't touch?Do u unwrap em slow Pop em in ur mouth Chew em up and spit em... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 03:33:00 PST |
The Light Shines Always |
The Light Shines Always Sitting on a hill of golden dreams Watching the world break apart at the seams Pupils dilate out of almond sockets Roll to the floor and land in her pockets Holdin... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 12:10:00 PST |
i wrote you |
ok, so i wrote youa quick second of indecision, a little beaded sweat running down my back, but in one look of ur eyes and gasp of your breath i wrote you.I was thinkin that in writin concrete wordsw... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 08:23:00 PST |
The Leap |
Hope Builds.Maby...Trust?Take the leap.And...The fall.Rebuild.As Scars Multiply.Watch.Again, It wasn't meant to be you.Stand,And Walk Away...Strong.... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 01:32:00 PST |
Taste |
TasteTrickling reminiscence running down sanity ridden skinSoft depletion of destiny moans out of small incandescent poursYearning nights on moonshine daysDesire peering out of crackling newborn eyesT... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Wed, 07 Nov 2007 07:52:00 PST |
Single |
Im single and not paritculerly happy about it.Im single and not partuculary looking Im single and waitingSingle and waiting To busy to search but never to busy to careFinding boys my age not yet read... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 09:30:00 PST |
Music |
We are born into music and we die in it with our funural song pushing our souls into other worlds....so how dare we put something so simple and fleeting as money on it.This kanye west and 50 cent shi... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 01:53:00 PST |
Real... |
what is real? this question floats in my head on a daily basis...meeting so many fake people can become a tasking endeavor, whining women-playing men, so what is real?If you are real do you need to p... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 11:04:00 PST |
Mend...Me |
Mend...is it possible to love a broken shellto mend a broken hearttime can tell but time has stoppedstuck in limbo wating in darkness as pain loops through a broken soul tryin to mend oneself alone be... Posted by Trip Hoppin on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 11:26:00 PST |