This Beast |
I am what I have chosen, the path I tread is fraught with danger, with thieves and murderers waiting around every corner. The thief is doubt, his companion is despair. I lose faith in the institution,... Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 10:27:00 GMT |
The heart of the Matter |
the middle ground we were seekingin all honesty is where we standthats the saddest fact of allis the only truth we keep teachingis not to hold each others handswe push against each otherbut call that&... Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 18:30:00 GMT |
take it for what it is |
It seems that nothing ever goes my way Since you broke my heart when you left that day There's nowhere to go so just stay with me Cuz since you've been gone, I've been beggin' you please To tell me y... Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 17:46:00 GMT |
my life...youve probably already read this but I wanted to save it... |
I breathe smoke, I eat fire....I am what I amA warrior, a soldier....I am of the warrior poets of old...Your bitter ignorance is only more of an in... Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 17:45:00 GMT |
the fall |
sometimes I feel like what I'm wearings a little too smalla little self conscious, and trying to breathebut I guess its always better that way, or so it would seemits so much more amusing when you wat... Posted by on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 20:30:00 GMT |
pax pacis mortuus |
the good things I do are pointlessif I cant find a reason for all of thisIm severing the tendonsripping at the soft underbelly exposing the rotten core of pacifismbreaking down those walls built for p... Posted by on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 13:21:00 GMT |
no more games |
is it really that much to ask forjust a simple answer, cut and drybut I guess its a quandry of my own makingand if I let it be an issueIll never be satisfiedIm done playing gamesI refuse, resist, adam... Posted by on Thu, 27 Dec 2007 14:29:00 GMT |
puppets called life |
bitter, better, broken in twoI've got a stick in the spokesbut Im mr pedals it seemsI cant accept the realityIts broken beyond all savingbut for all the pain im causingits a struggle that needs bravin... Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 12:45:00 GMT |
spiritual lyrical |
Im sorry for all the things I saidIts been a long hard road to get hereand without you I would be deadbut I got some things to sayIts been long time coming and I hate to start a fightbut its got to be... Posted by on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 17:03:00 GMT |
The pain makes me believe |
Small rain drops hang softly off the leaves, refracting the light likes daimonds grown from the trees around me, the smell of dew and soft grass, and something else. A perfume so subtle, growing stron... Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 14:56:00 GMT |