Pieces of Heaven |
Eyes locked in an escalator
A discontented fascination in between
Wishing the ride would last forever.
Waves crashing at our feet
Smiles doing all the talking
Tears in the sands; immortalizing ...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
All of the above |
One glance was all it took.
One deep breath was all I had.
Then there you were.
A smile was all you had to give.
But damn was it more than what I had expected.
My corny jokes were all tha...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Tired |
Tired of crying&
Tired of hating myself&
Tired of admitting that I was wrong&
Tired of feeling sorry.
Tired of hiding how I still feel&
Tired of telling myself to move on&
Tired of figuring ou...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Crash |
I head home knowing Im alone&Passenger seats empty&Radios loud enough to numb this feeling of solitude&I grip the wheel tightly hoping to choke out insecuritys dying breath.The rooms feel smaller ...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The Scientist |
by Coldplay
Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are
I had to find you
Tell you I need you
Tell you I set you apart
Tell me your secrets
And ask me your q...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Inspiration... |
Inspiration can only go so far.
The fuel of such an emotion is fiery; yet it can be found wanting.
It begs the question of presence
an arrow pointed at nothingness defeats its purpose.
Self-ass...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Familiarity |
A glance
and then I knew,
mirrored eyes
brimming resemblance.
Holding my breaths,
to a familiar face
unto which I yield.
Helpless I find nothing
except happiness
in this sweet familiarity.
...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Dark Dreams |
My dreams are nothing more but a realm of pain,
Happiness in that dimension is cloaked as a silent assassin
The knowledge of death that awaits cannot be warded off,
For destiny grants a fate alrea...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
It... |
It doesnt seem right&
It doesnt make sense&
It hurts like hell&
It eats me up inside&
Yet thats how it is.
It wakes me up at 7am&
It messes up my thoughts&
It pushes me to be a stranger...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
1.4.04 |
3 digits&
Means the world to me.
A bag of memories&
Gives me a reason to smile.
A night that burned like no other&
My life was forever changed.
Seems like a lifetime ago&
I remain to be s...
Posted by Earl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
