Losing sense of Value.. |
The mental pictures weren't there.
Bare bones.. Haunted by change.
THE END
Posted by on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 20:28:00 GMT |
"A million reasons why" |
9 lives and i'll waste them all. I feel like an old man cuz my body hurts all the time now. Simple lines that connect without trust. I hang my head cuz i've listen to all the reasons why. Dusty City g...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 20:10:00 GMT |
Intake and blur the lines |
"The Sun, it shines, but never for me.."
Metal plates i try to balance in my hands but they feel so frail. I still sometimes wish i had my muzzle with me at all times. Talking in my sleep.. I'm takin...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 19:54:00 GMT |
Sleeping Machines |
Your words are softly spoken by some one else in a different dream....
Posted by on Tue, 14 Mar 2006 19:56:00 GMT |
"Water Mark" |
I begin to trail off again...
No one knows that I'm here. I fell flat on face and thought how wonderful it must be to BE so bold. The color of her ink drys out and moments after I learn t...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 19:50:00 GMT |
"Thick as Smoke" |
It bleed to much that day; the wound inside my heart. I tried to wash it out with motor oil. I couldn't cope with the dead feeling inside. Turning inward. Turning into something i began to hate. Bury ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Mar 2006 23:17:00 GMT |
"Lights shine for the puppet who can not stay Awake" |
I was once here before.
Well, at least i use to believe..
It was cold this mourning. It was as cold as a good kick in the teeth. My hands felt as though they were about to break off. Glass fingers ca...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 19:43:00 GMT |
Suicide is an outdated marketing tactic |
The walls begin to break under the pressure of their stares. Falling apart.. In an act of kindness they move forward and demand an encore of such deep sadness.Bring forth the outer layers to...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 00:47:00 GMT |
"Bury my body underneath your World" |
It shines as though it has always been there.
I was taken for a ride and asked to leave without my pride. If history has anything to say about it i'll be talking to the walls in no time. A cloth soak...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Nov 2005 20:29:00 GMT |
Fuck you. I'm Broken? |
Cover me in the ash of the mourning dawn.
Free from your lungs...
A lost child who yearns to believe in happiness..
Outlets based on sounds of the unknown..
I hid in shades of blue..
I wish i knew...
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Posted by on Tue, 20 Sep 2005 17:58:00 GMT |
