Clyrics (poem that I want to end up as a song) Un-edited |
When I was a child they said I was wild, but they didn't understand all the shit that was compiled; in the brain of a kid that's only eight. You're so fucking fat why don't you lose some weight. You...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 10:15:00 GMT |
May I |
May I be vulnerable with you; let you know my insecurities, my dreams? I'm kind, but that doesnt mean I can't be hard. But if I wanted to be this wouldn't be love. So what I want to ...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 08:44:00 GMT |
Personally Stuggling |
Hey everyone this is Schwartz. I don't know why for sure, I think sometimes are just harder than others. I haven't lost anyone close; my life isn't bad at all but I have just been de...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 06:55:00 GMT |
Written three years ago - Fiction |
Twenty seven, twenty seven!!! I am going to die and I am only twenty seven years old. That was the thought that pounded in my brain as I lied there oxygen mask on my face. Lying on t...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Jul 2006 12:14:00 GMT |
d - Fiction |
She walked up to me, I didno't need to look. I knew every inch of her face from her soft brown hair to her dimpled chin. The crease in her quickly aging forehead, her beautifully innocent ...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Jul 2006 05:30:00 GMT |
Tonight I dream of you |
I found a monologue I wrote in 2003, I still love it so I am sharing it.Tonight I dream of you. I run my fingers through your hair and down your cheek, and kiss you gently. I tell you my feelings in...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Apr 2006 15:10:00 GMT |
Happy Daylight Savings |
I woke up this morning to birds chirping and the sun shining through my window. I could have been happy but, all I could think was why is the sun up at 10:00 but then I realized it was daylight ...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Apr 2006 09:56:00 GMT |
that 2.7% is a party crasher. |
A friend of mine pointed at that I have some grey hairs. It shook me up at first, but I think I will deal with it. I thought about coloring it but I can't imagine not knowing what my real ...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 22:40:00 GMT |
The worse thing about labeling someone... |
The worse thing about labeling someone is not the insult to them. Rather, the missed opportunity of allowing them to be who they truly can be in our lives. cms -
I was once called...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Mar 2006 12:00:00 GMT |
No need to say: wrong or right or to even consider hindsight. |
I wasn't the first and I won't be the last but I want you to know that I had a blast. No need to say: "wrong or right" or to even consider hindsight. So if we meet again and I grin while b...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Feb 2006 15:09:00 GMT |
