Picking Daisies |
What used to be time in the sun, time to be undone, time out picking daisies. Has turned into some, form of the one thing I hoped that I was escaping. I used to pick daisies, carefree and alive, in ...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Mar 2009 10:57:00 GMT |
The Perfect Shade of Gray |
Verse:
One, two, three, I hold my breath and jump into
Anything and everything that I don't need
But I would give all I have if only just to hold her
Just for a moment
And I run through all the mazes
...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 14:10:00 GMT |
song idea... |
I try to move, I try to breathe
I try to live, I try to be
Everything you ask of me
But I'm trying to figure out
What it is inside of me,
That holds me back from being free
So many things inside me
W...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Oct 2008 14:22:00 GMT |
Election 2008 |
Election 2008: In the words of William Blaine Hanson
Hope is all lost my friends. Hope is lost. We used to have meaning, but now we've no cost. Our leaders have failed us and l...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 20:00:00 GMT |
reflections |
Ink hits the paper as my mind finds its way on to the page of emptiness and brings color to the grey. Emotions--streaks of red--and thoughts--streaks of blue--mix to form a purple that far exceeds th...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 14:19:00 GMT |
Grace....the core of all evil |
Monday night I let a complaining table get to me. I wasn't able to shake it off and I got angry. I told a couple of people how I wish that people who complain about giving them what they want could ge...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 15:05:00 GMT |
anyone up for a Dave Matthews Concert? |
So my concert buddy bailed for reasons of noble character...SO SHE IS SELLING HER TICKET!!! Sept. 1. Dave Matthews. I am going to Gresham, OR the day before to hook up with some dear friends...so i...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Aug 2006 10:49:00 GMT |
another day in paradise |
whelp...its officially my least favorite day of the year. Five years since I lost my beloved father. On a different note...I did write a song today...lots of "baby's" and such, which isn't me...so h...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Aug 2006 14:16:00 GMT |
a song... |
God,I don't think I could fake the smile that would lead you to believe I'm happy. I don't think you would recognize me, there's calluses grown over the eyes that said they'd one day change the world...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Jul 2006 11:57:00 GMT |
I hate. |
I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate m...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 04:14:00 GMT |
