Ulcers (poem) |
UlcersJune 9, 2009questions
ulcers in my bileful mind
length eyelashed
riddled steel
mercury
has its place in site
dripping bloodstreams
at last it is time
straining cotton
draining sweat r... Posted by on Mon, 15 Jun 2009 09:54:00 GMT |
To Get Us There |
Let it all out (get it all out)Rip it out, remove itDon't be alarmed when the wound begins to bleedCuz we're so scared to find out (what this life's all about)So scared we're gonna lose itAnd knowing ... Posted by on Tue, 21 Apr 2009 20:18:00 GMT |
To My Mal!!! |
I have actually thought about you a lot for the last couple of days for some reason do not know why heh... but I care for you Mal more than you realize and I cherish you as a friend, I think of you of... Posted by on Wed, 15 Apr 2009 21:07:00 GMT |
I wonder.... |
I suppose I have stumbled and gotten back up many times. Maybe I have found what I need in the place I least expected it. God has a way of letting us wander and lose ourselves and he waits for us to r... Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 12:02:00 GMT |
Trying... I really am |
I've never had to try so hard in my life. After all I have been throughand everything I have overcome, I feel like it is all happening atonce. Like every time my heart was broken, or shattered... is n... Posted by on Fri, 27 Mar 2009 21:58:00 GMT |
Bandaids (Edited) |
BandaidsMarch 17, 2009I keep creating bandaidsfor every leakbut despite blindnessYou are all I seeI keep detachingFrom everythingBelieving attachmentIs where you will beBut you are not hereAnd I am no... Posted by on Tue, 17 Mar 2009 20:48:00 GMT |
What do I look like the Wizard of Oz? You need a brain? You need a heart? Go ahead. Take mine. |
So basically that's what I'm saying... take everything I have so I won't have anything left to offer. I feel great, but I know that one day it will come and bite me in the ass. Jaded? Yeah a little bi... Posted by on Sat, 14 Mar 2009 06:04:00 GMT |
Mind Conjure |
Why do people live like tomorrow is always here? I just had a mentor, hero, second mother, close friend, of mine die. It makes me question my actions everyday. Why do we wake up (for the most of us) a... Posted by on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 21:51:00 GMT |
New poem |
Search March 28, 2007 A picture means nothing without words No one knows you or your thoughts Search this vast orchard And tell me what you see Your preception is yours alone And not for me Hear ... Posted by on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 15:54:00 GMT |
See if you can Get this |
Ok first off I want to say that this is a very very different poem, it has no structure, it has no hidden meanings or secrets. You can not read this poem in form but in subconscience. You can not lay ... Posted by on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 19:39:00 GMT |