Will you lie with me in my grave? |
Sip from my glass. Seek shelter in my home. Dig my grave so I can lay in a hole laced in your sweat. Your smell is provocative and sweet. When my phone is ringing a thousand times...Know it's not beca...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Dec 2009 19:50:00 GMT |
this is the age of the invisible |
if i keep moving then i want to be kind of dead. cuz my bones are brittle and my voice is hoarse because i've been chasing after you all night. the drinks we pass around clear the cobwebs in my throat...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Nov 2009 23:28:00 GMT |
can't change a feeling |
im holding on but the barbed wire it cutting into my palms. i dared myself to to just let go. just let myself fall. i can't see the ground but i'm sure it's there. somewhere.
Posted by on Wed, 21 Oct 2009 23:29:00 GMT |
you are the distructor |
If a chariot made of ivory and gold came to your front door, would you let it take you away? to places unknown, not even on maps, with no way of knowing what lies there?if the devil parted open the ea...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Oct 2009 23:28:00 GMT |
The bitterness is never gone |
Lately the earth doesn't look so sad. It's rough scales have been replace with a far softer look. Now when I lay on the grass I don't feel like I'm lying the piles of bones it was built on, but rather...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Aug 2009 00:15:00 GMT |
Horrorpops |
i want to capture time. i want to hold it in the palm of my hand and watch it spin. how else can you see the most beautiful thing you have ever seen? stop me. stop me from this insanity. you look just...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 22:41:00 GMT |
is life worth loving when love is dying |
i screwed a girl the other night because shesaid she was going to kill herself because no one loved her. i didn'tlove her but i though maybe i could love her. i met her in a bar andshe was writing on ...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Apr 2009 23:03:00 GMT |
times do change |
It doesn't matter how many stairs lead to my apartment.I don't care about which direction the sun rises from.It doesn't matter if an outfit doesn't look the same next time.Who cares if my shoes are st...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Dec 2008 23:27:00 GMT |
Laughing at how pathetic romances are... |
If my life weren't so twisy-turny, I never would have seen you coming. I could write a series of sonnets and tales of how I was swept off my feet, but not even that would give an acurate discription o...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Nov 2008 06:26:00 GMT |
So this is life? |
Typically aren't I supposed to be in college?Aren't I supposed to be getting good grades?Aren't I supposed to be drinking at parties?Getting myself in trouble? Being a kid?But instead I'm 20 years old...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 04:35:00 GMT |
