Just because Im not romantic... |
Just because I don't play with my self doesnt mean Im not desperate, I watch the moon rise above the stars but all i think about is how far they are, i want to be an astronaut so i can fly you to the ...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 19:00:00 GMT |
Old Sea Watcher |
sunny yet not quite funny why is your nose runny, the old man spoke, words that made him choke, Whats wrong with you folks? nothing cant you take a joke, I saw the old man but now hes dead tired from ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 16:27:00 GMT |
Endless rantings |
A transcriptor transcribing, left alone but not abandoned, imagining imagination, and dreaming up frustrations, loving, love, but letting it slip by, like an old man on his bed waiting to die, the mec...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 21:03:00 GMT |
start dying your missing the whole point of war |
panic for a lost for saken by time, A cry not heard by those that die, A mechanical being searching for a home but always living alone, the rain fucking up the cables, systems fail the living never pr...
Posted by on Sat, 26 May 2007 17:56:00 GMT |
Lo siento pero no me importa |
Im sorry but I laugh at decaying hearts I
Posted by on Sat, 19 May 2007 15:34:00 GMT |
Soliloquy |
I saw a blanket and covered my self, this cold is getting old, I slept a few days, never really wanting to wake up. consumed by the eternity of this bed, I watched through the window but now the feeli...
Posted by on Tue, 01 May 2007 12:45:00 GMT |
On Leaving Home |
I've been guided by voices, and they tell me of you, yet each and everytime my heart is consumed, letting everything out I constantly shout for frustration keeps me up and hatred gives me doubt, I jus...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 07:44:00 GMT |
The Potion (Old Mans Decay) |
I have seen the bastards face, I have witnessed his decay, with a heart more silver than gold, he is growing old but numbers dont phase him, he is growing old but he doesnt care, with just one liquid ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 21:26:00 GMT |
Change |
Your style so melancholy and slow, your gift that everlasting glow, but if only you took a chance to know, I would never had to let you go. This isn't self-inflicted pain and no Im not insa...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 23:55:00 GMT |
Vs The Stars |
The stars are mad as they fall from the sky, the world changes as our hearts intertwine theirs nothing here but whispers of the dead, no more hope and no more dignity to shred, words granted or ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 21:01:00 GMT |
