At the bottom of everything |
I can't really hold my head a certain way so that it doesn't hurt today...Maybe its this headache I've had for 4 days or the lack of sleep and drinking done last night. Yesterday and today have just b... Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 12:49:00 GMT |
Bo Diddley |
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire, I use a cobra snake for a necktieI got a brand new house on the roadside, made from rattlesnake hideI got a brand new chimney made on top, made out of a human skullNo... Posted by on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:19:00 GMT |
Honestly |
I am fucking miserable....I'm really hating life right now. Posted by on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 20:45:00 GMT |
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She stands like a ghost wondering the halls of my brain. Her siren call pounds in the recesses of my mind beconing me to walk further to my impending doom. She is wrapped in blood stained white satin ... Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 17:41:00 GMT |
Ode to Richmond |
I took a walk down Shepard Street to ease my troubled mindand to meet up with the ghost that I tried to leave behindI found myself on Grace Street where the sent of beer still clungI wanted to speak o... Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 20:34:00 GMT |
And you |
The last remaining rays of light dance upon turbulant waters. The sky is painted in pastel colors of blue and pink....hints of gold streak across the sky. The same golden streaks that appeared in your... Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 23:29:00 GMT |
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This place haunts me. The air is so still and stagnent, that breaths are labored. The ringing in my ears, is starting to sound like ghosts from the past whispering to me their gruesome tales. "I can n... Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 18:26:00 GMT |
The Road Less Traveled |
For too long are we told to follow the path less traveled...that path too is by now well trod and clearly marked. What does either path have to offer? More heartache and sorrow, more pain. Where is th... Posted by on Mon, 05 May 2008 10:24:00 GMT |
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The last remaining rays of light dance upon your cool flesh, setting you ablaze,etched into my mind. Honeysuckle smell, that is sickly sweet, heightens the moment in a cool breeze. The songs of Mockin... Posted by on Thu, 01 May 2008 21:16:00 GMT |
Can’t catch a break |
So after not having a job for like 3 months I get hired on a Buz and Ned's on the Boulevard. I love the job for a restaurant gig...its not too bad...Its money in my pocket and I figure that with both ... Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 11:47:00 GMT |