adieu |
This i do knowwithout love there is woeand the pain we must carry along.so just sing me a songwhat or hearts always longIts the meter and time we adoreso we'll dance or sick dancesuch a pestulant ball...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Apr 2009 02:25:00 GMT |
Farewell |
So much pain, hopes lost along the way. I can recall all the tears, every drop so indiscribabley painful. I have twisted into this black mass of hate and anger. Turn from me, i cant bare you to see th...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 00:03:00 GMT |
Brains |
it occured to me tonight that as a kid i never had anything cute or exciting on my walls. Like stars or cars. I never had any nifty light switch covers. Shit, i am twenty five and have never ridden a ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jan 2009 23:59:00 GMT |
Freedom |
People, it seems, have become so complacent. Slowly selling there freedom away one fat ass dollar at a time. People are scared to stand up for them selves and fight for there freedom. what they dont r...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Jan 2009 13:33:00 GMT |
our last kiss |
we shared our last kiss under a crisp december sky.how the starlight reflected beautifully in your eyesyou told me you loved me as you turned to gothe taste of your lips, never again shall i know.ill ...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 21:52:00 GMT |
cold |
As hurt, turns to pain, than to anger and resintment, a change happens. This tempest of emotions spins out of control and hastely turns in to such a caucophony of feelings, a sensory overload. U...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Dec 2008 08:34:00 GMT |
if it wasnt for pain |
I have had some amazing highs in my life. But it seems like they are shortly followed by such soul crushing lows. when things are good i am so terrified that its all going to fall apart, and it always...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Nov 2008 09:10:00 GMT |
carrion of the heart |
Black angel of my heart murder now the beating vestage of life
swoop down from clouds like carrion crows for the waste of love
leave nothing, cast not a weary eye. for what once beat now is devoured
h...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 01:20:00 GMT |
the color of love is black |
you ripped out my heart, yet not before you touched it so gently
i wouldn't have fallen so far, if you hadn't picked me up so high
loss drenched in the heartache of regret and vengence in the absence ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 00:24:00 GMT |
things i can not change |
I'd hold you forever I promised you than
The moon on your face with love and a grin
Now with sorrow we part the saddest of woe
Misdeed and misfortune or hearts hasten to sow
Your love over whelmed me ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 00:45:00 GMT |
