the cell |
live in the dream, or wake to the pain.
chase these nocturnal memories, or be hunted by these brutal realities.
there is only one fate that exsists.
accept the illusion, or live in the cell.
......
Posted by on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 07:49:00 GMT |
rain |
embrace the rain,
breathe in the sky.
embrace the pain,
for all thing must die.
embrace the reign,
and be crushed by the sky.
embrace the rain,
all things will die.
Posted by on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 09:56:00 GMT |
a city on fire |
a city on fire
the smoke fills the air.
the skies turn red...
a shadow of despair.
through the smoke, through the fog, throught the trees, through the smog,
the flames are a beacon that guids us to th...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 00:49:00 GMT |
fear of losing is like fearing death, you could come to except it, but it will happen. |
another day,
cowering under the pressure of what is.
conditioned.
holding on to hope?
only to lose.
holding, grasping.
all will be lost.
Posted by on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 00:53:00 GMT |
living death |
death approaches so quietly,
we do not realize we have already been consumed.
we are dead.
the fear of dying is replaced,
with the realization that this is our life.
the living death.
our dying life.
...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 13:07:00 GMT |
dreaming |
the grass is waist high through the cracks on chestnut street.
the sunbeems burst through broken windows of shattered tombs.
i wish i could be there where life stands still and death is all around.
bu...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 00:45:00 GMT |
the skies |
i glare at the skies overhead.stench atracts flies to the dead.i watch the skies, they turn red.i cry for the skies, they are dead.
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 00:39:00 GMT |
things to come |
all the glass has turned to sandcovering miles, and miles of landall the trees have turned to stone...and all the styrophomehas finaly decomposed.
our monuments have been devoured by timeand the sufac...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 07:00:00 GMT |
nightmare |
last night i had a nightmare, of concrete and steel scraping the sky.as the clouds were bleeding acid, to a soundtrack of blood curdling cries.on the ground there were steel monsters, manned by machin...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 06:56:00 GMT |
