air the need, air the want |
Setting here in the dark, I find myself wanting air it waits behind the door that breath I long to hold. It refreshes you when you need the touch, it feels soft like cotton. Take the time you need and...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Tue, 08 Apr 2008 08:32:00 PST |
redemption |
Funny how things shift in the world, we go from control to lack of respect.
we find an amazing life choices, but then it all seems so scared.
so we make the wrong one every time. I find comfort in thi...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 08:12:00 PST |
Distance |
Distance, it is funny the meaning of that word it runs in my mind like a memory you don't want to let go. A goal that will never be reached, or time away, space between 2 things it is all the same. It...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 01:18:00 PST |
Searching |
I threw my stones in my glass house and watched the walls come down. I shed my tears of sorrow to water the flowers I planted. I still hide myself in me and am new at this game, lets not scare the new...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 07:00:00 PST |
Four Pole Road |
Everyone grows up somewhere, this is the story, the story of a road that means so much more. Trust, friendship, love, hurt, honesty, lies and friends, thats the result of closeness and bonds. You spen...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 05:04:00 PST |
The question |
Have you ever whispered in the ear of the unhearing, asked the child to the stranger, ever wondered if they heard you at all? Have you ever climbed the monkey bars of life to see the top is never ther...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 07:55:00 PST |
effort |
Amazed, that is the color of me. Amazed at the amount of pain a human heart can handle. Lonely nights wishing to hold someone, finding yourself drawn into a corner, gasping for air because there is no...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Thu, 05 Jul 2007 06:34:00 PST |
Regret |
I gotta go, from this shell, this hell, this hollow thing I have created. When I am a lesser man I dig a bigger hole, and this creates a problem in climbing out.
I grab and grab for the pieces of my l...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 07:27:00 PST |
Why |
Fear, lonliness, regret, disaster, and misery, thats what i made of my life. I try so hard to make things ok, I do. But every step forward is another chance to fall, and I am tripping over my own acti...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Thu, 14 Jun 2007 02:02:00 PST |
Bitter Frost |
I set alone with outstretched arms
finding solace and avoiding harm
I whisper words to an unturned ear
and cower in the corner so full of fear
I wear the mask of a saint in time
the punishment is ...
Posted by Locoheadcase on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 06:41:00 PST |
