skipping love(poem) |
throwing wrods like loveas if skipping rocks over an endless seamy anger brimmingand tears flooding my faceunlike the great flood my tears are fewand unlike those times theres no two of everythingI'm ...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 13:18:00 GMT |
no point at all(poem) |
why bother opening these eyes at allall they see is despairday after day it fills up to the brimeveryday it just gets a little worseI'll make the hookI'll catch your attentionas the bullet pierces my ...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 17:58:00 GMT |
heart nailed to table(poem) |
I put my heart on the table infront of you, and I watched you put a knife throughI poured it all outbut you stil dont seeyou watched it diewatched me try to survivewith words like venomand a razor sha...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Dec 2008 18:26:00 GMT |
flow called life(poem) |
I'll cut the throats of innocentsI'll burn the bodys of bridesnot even the hides of infants will be safe
I'll walk through this world sleepingnot knowing if it's life or nightmarekeeping my...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Nov 2008 14:46:00 GMT |
dictionary with no definition(poem) |
I could spill all the words in the worldI could search for the right thing to sayI could end the line with perfectionand I could say what I want to say
but the only problem is it's towards youand you...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 19:28:00 GMT |
lightning storm under a spotlight(poem) |
They walked by the open watersthey passed bridges and climbed a hillwhen the rain set inthey hurried past rushing carsfoot steps splashingthrough shallow puddlesonly to run down the last streetsun set...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 13:23:00 GMT |
once upon a mid-summer nightmare(poem) |
there once was a boyhe tried his luck and he struck homehe loved the girl he thought was from a dreamand he wrote to her day in and day out
it was a struggle but worth it to himthe love he found he t...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Oct 2008 13:22:00 GMT |
meaning of your name(new poem) |
push me to the dirtlet the snare catch me by the throatI'll hang from this dying tree for dayswatering back to life with my tears
I could die a thousand deaths by your handsbut the red paint that sta...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 08:50:00 GMT |
smell of hate(new poem) |
I never used youor maybe my eyes were closed to tightthe only thing i wanted from you was loveand that's stll all I want
i hate this empty feelingbut it's my faultyou ran awayand you never once looke...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Oct 2008 08:48:00 GMT |
Prove me wrong(poem) |
Im a waste of airdon't even waste your time to glance at meI'm a wste of spacejust push me out of your way
there's nothing you can dothere is nothing you can saythere's nothing that wil change it at ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Oct 2008 22:02:00 GMT |
