and no I love you |
I know you so well, it makes me sick inside. I wish you were better at the art of concealing your motives. Then life would be more fun for me. It is you we are talking about, ...
Posted by SOPHISM on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 08:10:00 PST |
fuck you |
All of you are really something...... I guess you think you can call when ever you want, do what ever you want, and have it be ok. So when I tell you no, you get mad.&nb...
Posted by SOPHISM on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 07:45:00 PST |
more to come |
I am only looking to see if anything has changed. I am only asking to see if I can remember you the same. I am tortured by a feeling I do not understand, and it...
Posted by SOPHISM on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 11:24:00 PST |
fuck someone else |
It is dark in here and I can't see what's infront of me. I listen for sounds but I hear nothing, not even you. Where am I and where are you? I thought you...
Posted by SOPHISM on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 07:31:00 PST |
key |
In a dark smoke filled room many years ago, I felt like this. Empty on the edge of my seat, waiting for life to manifest its next episode. I wanted to know if you were in it, an...
Posted by SOPHISM on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 03:38:00 PST |
You told me you were dying |
I woke up today as if for the first time. Everything is different. Colors have changed, and sounds are muffled. There is nothing familiar about this place, and I am lonley. Thi...
Posted by SOPHISM on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 02:08:00 PST |
seems like forever |
Seems like forever now, we have been doing this. Seems like sitting still and watching the world go by. I have nothing left to say to you that would make a difference. T...
Posted by SOPHISM on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 04:27:00 PST |
take me |
whisper wind touching skin
evening light at waters side
submissive me wanting myth
experience you without resist
from depths of deep aware of this
emerge still in dripping taste
a caut...
Posted by SOPHISM on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 12:54:00 PST |
Cold |
I can't see you anymore
with your looks to adore
your touch soft as breath
whom I loved to caress
what a sweet song you sing
I learned how to read between
the lines you would throw at ...
Posted by SOPHISM on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 08:54:00 PST |
things I never said |
you push inwards and compress my soul
and make my conscious weary and old
you've established grounds for my mistrust
a frivolous life you live to crush
brooding thoughts that you invoke...
Posted by SOPHISM on Fri, 15 Dec 2006 04:04:00 PST |
