Stormy |
So here I am, this is the end of me.
Where my flesh stops and you begin, the edge of my skin.
Like a 2D drawing on a piece of parchment with ink bleeding out.
Every attempt I've made has failed, paled...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 23:56:00 GMT |
A PortraitOf A Prayer |
This is my portrait of a prayer sent heavenward with hope.
Take my pain and exchange it for joy.
Take my heart and break it from it's mold.
My portrait of a prayer for all the lonesome, lonely and for...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 23:40:00 GMT |
When All Is Sad And Done |
When all is sad and done, all the rain has fallen and the streets are flooded.
When every word has been spoken and every glance exchanged.
When they've all left you alone and the rooms are all dark.
N...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 23:33:00 GMT |
Light |
Simple wishes and daft dreams, words fall short again.
Vocal volumes could never express this.
Silent screams supressed, lungs burning as they fill with filth.
Typical torments befall us all, decision...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 23:28:00 GMT |
Forsake The Puppet Master |
So tug at your collar and pull at your shirt; ignore the pain though it hurts.
You're so nervous, you're so scared, never seen you so tired.
Neglect those pangs pulling your strings.
Forsake the pupp...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 23:20:00 GMT |
The Haunted Houses... |
If I was a ghost then your were a painting hanging crooked on the walls of this empty, haunted house.
The bed's still there where once I used to lay, now all I do is haunt it night and day.
But there ...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 00:42:00 GMT |
Two Lovers |
Two lovers, parallel they lay, fingers interlaced, a face to be grazed by one's touch.
Eyes deep with longing for each other, hearts bleeding through their captive gazes.
He has been arrested by ...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 23:32:00 GMT |
Winter Beauty |
Snow dances down around me, drifting at my feet.
A thin white sheet draped across this frosty landscape.
Hills rolling away in gentle slopes and soft rises.
The sun is hiding itself behind the trees, ...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 23:23:00 GMT |
Arrested |
My prescription, my sweet addiction
How short I fell, oh how short I came up.
But You loved me, always loved me.
You made me lovely when I was so unlovely.
Made me so worthy when I was so unworthy.
Y...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Nov 2007 23:13:00 GMT |
Your very own season |
Leaves falling from trees they once clung to.
Changing colors with the seasons, cluttering the grass below.
Piled high and leapt into with sweet abandonment, a pillow made just for me.
A multicolored...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 13:32:00 GMT |
