A song they need to hear |
Vide Infra- KillSwitch Engage
I have opened my eyes to see the world that surrounds me dailyI refuse to be led by the majoritycan't compromise I and Ito pass judgmentjudgment will be passed upo...
Posted by Poulter on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 07:40:00 PST |
Professional Slacker |
Nothing says slacker like starting your ethics final 30 minuets before its due and turning it in with nine minuets left. And I aint completly sober.
Posted by Poulter on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 10:52:00 PST |
Empty Pew |
My church is empty, no seats taken except for the one I stand beside. There are no bended knees, closed eyes or folded hands. Only Summer's breeze whispering off canyon walls in a tounge I don't under...
Posted by Poulter on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 10:45:00 PST |
Hights |
Newly mended wings stretch towards the sky
Longing to return to their sanctuary of clouds
I can feel their longing for flight, pulling
Me closer and closer to the edge of the cliff
Tempting me to jum...
Posted by Poulter on Sat, 05 May 2007 08:17:00 PST |
Last Words |
Rain reached the top of the hill and turned around to see how far back his friend was. After waiting for what felt like infinity he ...
Posted by Poulter on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 09:45:00 PST |
Caffinated Ramble |
How simple is life really? We say to one another that we lead simple lives, but what constitutes a simple life? One where we run around with our eyes closed so that we don't see that which would compl...
Posted by Poulter on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 10:03:00 PST |
Rational People |
Why do we always push away those that we need the most? At the time we think we can get along with out them then sometime after they are long gone, we see that we can't get by without them. Why do we ...
Posted by Poulter on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 10:59:00 PST |
Day Dreamer |
Warm is the glow from the glass
in my hand. Soft is her amber
light, harsh is her breath.
Her price is high but so is her glory
and that's how she weaved a place in my story.
A thousand times,...
Posted by Poulter on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 01:25:00 PST |
Sun Burn |
They say that we dwell in darkness, that we never see the light. Told that we are pretentious for thinking this way, they try to put us down. The words I write are not of sunshine, I agree. But they a...
Posted by Poulter on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 09:44:00 PST |
Turn A Deaf Ear |
My friend, I can hear them laughing at you. I see the way they talk about you and your new found perdicament, and it angers me. Who are they to talk shit to you? About you? They, who enjoy the comfort...
Posted by Poulter on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 05:39:00 PST |
