I can walk, but I will crawl there ... |
17 miles
Like the final stepsOver the edge, into the shadowsIt's creeping upA sudden death and the life that followsAnd it's choked back down like words and swallowed'Til I'm filled enoughTo run right...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 01:43:00 PST |
Life is a poker game |
"Broken roads and dead end hearts"
For what it used to be It gives its life to faithFor where I stand as meI am not dead, nor awakeThough I may not cease to beSuicide, the choice to make
Surrender is ...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 04:02:00 PST |
What it should be...... |
-Wolf in Devil's Clothing-
What do you do when you come to Where the world ends and begins Where you find that that love Is a bottom-less-pit inching you in
Would you run in fear and dispair Or maybe ...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 03:54:00 PST |
The Letdown |
MeMyselfAndI
I woke upCold and Short of breathWith a tightening grip around my neckI fell out Of a nightmare webInto my life that fell short of a shipwreck
Shackled myself upThrew away the keyI broke ...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 12:57:00 PST |
Drowning myself is a game I play |
Surrender
Psyche-broken and cardrio-destroydNothing seems to fill the voidSince affection went unemployedBurnt up like an asteroid
Recycled feelings that depression stoleIt's solitary confinement of t...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Fri, 04 May 2007 01:21:00 PST |
A Car Crash By Any Other Name |
.: A Car Crash By Any Other Name :.
Play with fire and you'll get burnedPlay the right cards and you will learnGood things need to be earned
She plays with fire, the doll is fineHe played with love an...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 10:44:00 PST |
Untitled |
Fake Smiles won't hold upFold my life inside a paper cupSend off to driftMy inexistance is the only giftI can provideKill me off to free my lifeBleed me dry to cleanse my soulTear me apart and make me...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 11:50:00 PST |
The words that dont come out cos we roll them up and choke them down |
this is an untitled peice...
This coffin door's been nailed shutAnd I got a tombstone that says I'm deadBut It still thunders in my headLeaving me a migraine and my eyeballs burning a Bloody Marry red...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 01:31:00 PST |
so easy to see... |
"so easy to see..."
Life, flowing Out of profound eyesVibrant, glowingEnthralling sights
Insipired heartsSailing on soothing lullabies
Harvesting existanceOnto newly opend,Placid skiesEtching dreamsLo...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Wed, 25 Jan 2006 01:27:00 PST |
Late Night Walk |
Accidentally deleted it, so here it is again
"Late Night Walk"
Lookin' for the answersTo a question never asked
Finding myself Lost
Thought I knew just what I wantedI'm not so sure I know just what I ...
Posted by Sad, Sorry Excuse on Thu, 08 Dec 2005 05:15:00 PST |
