Taken for Granted |
>>>An innocent woman walks up the steps, laundry in hand, doing things she's always done. So routine, this walking. She slips, breaks her back, cracking vertebrae, now in a state of paralysis. J... Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 02:58:00 GMT |
A Blaze Unwilling to Fade |
>> A brush fire forms around me when I'm near you. An infinite blaze ignites within me. I'm burning yet breathing, and the heat from this flame keeps me perfectly contained. Unwillin... Posted by on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 07:07:00 GMT |
Shreaded Tapestry Turns to Woven Sheets |
my tapesty becomes shreaded
all these feelings i've left embedded
in this bed i've lied on
weeping willows fill my dreams
as I weep on my pillow
letting all the pain flow out the window
my penc... Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 09:38:00 GMT |
Full EP on the Way |
I'm in the process of recording about 7 new songs. So I will have a full length ready for yall soon. I will periodically post new songs and would love feedback. Thanks for the suppor... Posted by on Sun, 04 Dec 2005 18:24:00 GMT |
Paper Without Writing |
A piece of paper is left directly next to the doorstep, unused, it has no subject. Appears to be a farewell note... Left next to it is a pen, full of ink. I try to draw my own conclus... Posted by on Sun, 06 Nov 2005 08:39:00 GMT |
Thank You |
Remember this...Before you can care about someone else, you have to take care of yourself. I learned this the most difficult way, driving into gutters looking for help from triple A. Falli... Posted by on Thu, 03 Nov 2005 09:30:00 GMT |
Tainted Canvas |
Bandits begin to skin my canvas. Strip it to shreds, lead paint stains her white keds. I've watched blank canvases turn a mess. Metamorphosis of flowers before my eyes. The tas... Posted by on Thu, 03 Nov 2005 09:10:00 GMT |
Breaking Through |
When you've been trapped in a cast for so long...Its hard to imagine life without it. A crutch, that just fit and u got used to. I'm just now starting to break-through. Crazy sh... Posted by on Sat, 24 Sep 2005 01:44:00 GMT |
Yesterday is Today's Memory, Tomorrow Today's Dream |
As I look to the future it's only a dream of what will happen in one months time. I try to unwind my thoughts to the page, but still I become enraged thinking about tomorrow more than yesterday.... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
Revision |
I start today...The rest of my life lay on my shoulders. It's the revision process. The one I hate the most. I will be working hard for the next few weeks trying to come up with the right set of so... Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |