Wrong |
It began with the darkening of the night
What came to be the beginning of my very slow demise
Dark winged vandals danced through the moonlight as I drank my vodka down
I felt myself beginning t...
Posted by sin on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 02:10:00 PST |
Gulf |
Sadness is a gulf that swoops in knocking everything out of its path
I felt the wounds of it deep within the most private parts of myself
Only to have to feel the burn again recei...
Posted by sin on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 03:32:00 PST |
Into the darkness |
Light of day chills me like a cold storm rolling through the winter night I hide in the shadows but out of the corner of my eye it hits me like a knife Inside the cool of night I feel I migh...
Posted by sin on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 12:24:00 PST |
If I'm dead by morning |
If I'm dead by morning
Then let Maggie know I really did intend on having her over for Halloween
And Kelly know that I really did wish to see her living in London in an amazing flat
If I'm dead by mor...
Posted by sin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Delighted |
Do I seem scary to you
Do I seem depressed to you
Do I appear to be angry
Do I appear to be crazy
Do you wonder what's going on in my head
Do you wonder about the things I may have done
Do you ...
Posted by sin on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 08:22:00 PST |
a little taste of shit aka life |
Isn't it tragic the intricate even deviant ways life finds to utterly destroy hope, love and sanity...
By Sin
8/5/07
Posted by sin on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 05:51:00 PST |
A cold dark place |
Listless amiss
Fruitless attempts drain me
Yet if I accept this fate
Then I relinquish the part of you that's still left whole within me
I know it won't be ...
Posted by sin on Sun, 29 Jul 2007 06:10:00 PST |
Spew of the week is me this week... |
Fly
I caught a fly by surprise
Although it vanished before my eyes
Later that day I found myself in a cold sweat
I went to bed
I felt like I was dead
Later that night
Someone was killed
...
Posted by sin on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 08:12:00 PST |
Real |
A sweet one
Is like the gentle wind blowing
A generous one
Is like the taste of candy melting in your mouth
A tough one
Is like the brisk cool night air
A mean one
Is like a slap in the face
...
Posted by sin on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 08:26:00 PST |
Fucking Puppets |
Tears are dirty drops of water
A heart is a vessel of systematic torture
The larger it grows the more it costs
Holding on has become an impossible tax
Imposed on me
Why do they parade around me...
Posted by sin on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 08:03:00 PST |
