Destroying Everything |
A million screams countdown the death all waiting to explode
Frozen black robed speakers, throw everything to the ground
The quite field of stffen bodies stacked, feeds seeds waiting to be in bloom.
T... Posted by on Sun, 13 Jul 2008 17:05:00 GMT |
The model and her photographer (pt.I) |
She was the jem that lit up the night sky from the rocks she was burried under.
She made everyone happy, she had no enemies, she made me happy.
And she was the most perfect girl that has ever gra... Posted by on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 13:34:00 GMT |
Mind me ranting, this is no poem |
So far in the year ive met so much people. I have met wanderes that had no say in where they will be going and wound up in this school. Uni. Looking back, i can see that i have changed and i... Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 18:35:00 GMT |
Pretty with broken English |
Pretty with broken english, she swore never to touch them again
It was hard to trust her word at first
For her body, she pushed it and is developed which has past her age.
She was a whore dr... Posted by on Sat, 24 May 2008 16:23:00 GMT |
I never needed anyone |
You dont know what love is and what heart break brings
You havent been through the ashes and the suffereing
Have you ever seen your strongest friend cry?
Have you been in love before, but it was ... Posted by on Fri, 02 May 2008 19:38:00 GMT |
Silence spoke for me |
Spending all my time in England
The world i have forgotten is in the west
I met the polite. I met the curtious.
Exchanged money with many filthy hands
This home, it's for the best
I met this light. I... Posted by on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 20:28:00 GMT |
I must forget her |
It was the wrong time, or i must be the wrong person to be
I ran to her blindly, hopeful, alone
And all day long she played with me
I was happy, but she was cold.
The days i see her, the m... Posted by on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 02:45:00 GMT |
The Corrosive Being [[Part. I]] |
The tree stood very tall and proud at the top of the hill
It's trunk so wide and broad, it's branches scraping heaven's clouds
"i survived this tough year, it's wind and it's seasons".
It's ripend app... Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 02:48:00 GMT |
Older |
I was the flame of yesterday
That is ready to flicker and die
To make way for the new generation
Though these thoughts remain mine.
They are the fire of the righteous today
They’ll blind us with... Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 00:10:00 GMT |
Suicide Suicide |
Just like Edgar Allen Poe i’ll drink till i die
And just like GG Allin i’ll tweak till i burn
This depression is much too great
And im ready to try suicide again.
This liquour keeps my thr... Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 22:13:00 GMT |