its getting hard to breathe |
I never thought i'd be here,Holding hands with stragers,Lieing face up on the gurny wondering how?This is the point; I've boast,but never delivered.Except I'm covered in sweat, and it's getting hard t...
Posted by Black man on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 10:26:00 PST |
its in the way you act. |
There's too many words,but not enough phrases,to tell you how I feel,like i want to explain it.There's too many things,I wish that I could do,and there's too many reasons,I want you.
It's th...
Posted by Black man on Sun, 13 Jul 2008 08:10:00 PST |
motive to sin |
(this is a song i wrote about a good freind who is no longer with us today)
take a look around and tell me what you see,are we all just dancing to a song thats out of key?people say lifes what you mak...
Posted by Black man on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 02:16:00 PST |
before the rapture |
(this is a song i wrote about revelations,our government and the end of time....i know wierd)
i've seen it in my dreams,the first of seven sceens,could this be my calling,or am i reading to deep....
Posted by Black man on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 07:16:00 PST |
THE BEACH |
Heaven's getting hot enough,So that I must go home,To a place in the wake of thoughts,Removed from such shallow hope,Constructing a dream to perfect it seems,Then I'll hate as I drop to my knees,...
Posted by Black man on Tue, 13 Dec 2005 11:06:00 PST |
my precious punk rockstar |
My precious punk rock star.
This is for you my dearest friend,This is to show everything I cant say,A remedy to wash your pain away.If I could you would never get down,I would be there always when y...
Posted by Black man on Thu, 01 Sep 2005 10:07:00 PST |
another song |
My Perfect Imperfection
A vexing imbalance of sight,
As I deceive my mind.
Practice in my imperfection,
My own precious poison.
A passion to waste my life,
With memories only faded.
Time put on stand...
Posted by Black man on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
