Those Kind of Guys |
He was blue jeans and work bootswrapped around a manand when he took off his t-shirtI could see his farmer's tanI knew he wasn't from hereand wondered where he'd beenhe looked a little roughfull of at...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Sat, 10 May 2008 10:32:00 PST |
DELETED THAT DUMB PET THING |
Hi everyone. Not sure if anyone reading this was playing that "buy a friend as a pet" thing, but if you were....I'm done. I deleted it and gave everyone away. Have fun....but this was too distract...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Fri, 09 May 2008 12:38:00 PST |
Words You Can Find |
I always want to leave you wordssomething you can findwhen you return from a hard night's workso you know you were on my mindbut some days the words don't come easyand they run around my headyou retur...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Thu, 08 May 2008 07:15:00 PST |
Blind Leading The Blind |
Sometimes the chaos is the only creativity I needthe one thing that feeds methat pushes me so hard to leadthe pain of the story presented before methat I can see so clearthe freedom in knowing all is ...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 04:31:00 PST |
Fully Alive |
Some days I need human contacta face that I can seesomeone who is groundedonly there for mesomeone who speakssays what's on his mindsomeone who smilesor says something kindsomeone just breathingthat I...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 02:59:00 PST |
Attainable Dreams |
We live in an agewhere people feel trappedthey fill with enough ragethey finally snapthey did it allaccording to the rulesshowed up on timedid the right schoolsbut somehow that isn't enough nowthe rul...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 02:00:00 PST |
Breakfast Of Champions |
Every morning when he looks in the mirrorhe thinks what are you doing herehe shakes his head to clear itbut it’s still so damn unclearsome days he feels he’s lost his nerveand just wants t...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 05:00:00 PST |
Vices and Virtues |
I listen to my music too loudand it better have some powerI drive my car too fastand I’m not into flowersI cuss and I gambleI drink and I smokesome times I say thingsjust to provokeI may not be ...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Thu, 03 Apr 2008 07:17:00 PST |
This is Just What I Do |
People come here to viewthe state of my soulthey think it is me they are seeinghow can they be so boldthey comment like familybut know nothing beyond the wordsso few know who is in hereno matter what ...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 02:21:00 PST |
He’s a Little Bit Tainted |
He's a little bit taintedbut I like itnot acquainted with restrainthe'd strike itnever mistaken for a saintoh, he'd hate thatsome days words are too muchcan't debate thathe's finding his way homean in...
Posted by Womanzsoul on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 01:48:00 PST |
