The things I love... |
The things I love in this world, wouldn't fill a book,likely wouldn't fill a page, left alone in this world,alone for so long, it hurts inside, but there still arethings I love. I love the way y...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 06:38:00 GMT |
T-shirt Ideas |
I have a few new ideas for some T-shirts i think i might have printed up and try to sell...Front: I'd never call a police officer a pig...Back: Pigs are much closer to being human.Front: I'd never cal...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 16:56:00 GMT |
Set me free... |
Set me free from this indecision, set me free so thatI might rest, oh that I could know peace... But peaceisn't coming today, nor is it in the forseeable future,will it ever come, or is it...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 17:55:00 GMT |
To you, whoever you may be... |
Sitting somewhere, reading this, whoever you may be,knowing no more about you than you know about me,yet I'm writing this to you, whoever you may be, Death has come for me, and it is time...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 17:36:00 GMT |
A smile that made my day... |
A smile that made my day, oh, but how it just broke my heart. I could never stand against such a thing, but now I am not able to kneel and weep. So hard to figure out, what was I doing right, and how ...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 13:03:00 GMT |
With you... |
Worlds apart and wondering why, mountains crumbling, rivers running dry, wanting to say that I love you, left wondering, why did I lie? How could I try to say that I could live without y...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 12:51:00 GMT |
Your name, please.... |
So close, yet so far, wondering who you are, do I know, or will I ever, could I know your name, to hold the words as I wish to hold you. To hold mere words, to love something so simple as your name, a...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 17:15:00 GMT |
Not myself |
I am not myself today, so you say, well, I am not myself at all. I am not me, nor shall I be, all that I am, I will be, but never will I be just me. So, how can I be myself, if I am not me? I will str...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 17:02:00 GMT |
Crying eyes and wounded heart |
Crying eyes and wounded heart, dying inside, hidden unknown, loving so easily, hurting so much, gave all that I had, searching for love. Why do I try, why do I care? Will I see my future, will I find ...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 16:58:00 GMT |
Words |
If words could move a heart, the ways in which I would move you, to joy with the words for just being near you, to tears for the anguish of having to leave, to anger for the pain of being force...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 23:26:00 GMT |
