Black lunged Lullaby |
8 cigarettes past black lungs3 words that came too soon before latethe deep sighs and constant drips of doubthis air. my cancer.each flowing ribbon of smoke twisted its way around my heartthe intoxica...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Sep 2009 11:14:00 GMT |
Same Scars, New Burn. |
As it all fell to the flooras my knees buckled downas the tears cracked the sounds hush now.just breathe. this wasn't me.this wasn't us.this was him.pieces of the had been.shreds of the nobody.the he ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Sep 2009 00:17:00 GMT |
Janelle who? |
I'd like to believe that it was not all in vain.I'd like to think that it all served some grand purpose.I know it did. I know that heart breaks and broken bones are all part of the process that which...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Aug 2009 13:06:00 GMT |
one thing...or a billion read this friends! |
i have finally come to learn that in life:Never say anything you don't meanNever say anything you know you wont mean laterAvoid living too fast Care as much as you possibly can about those who care fo...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 21:21:00 GMT |
in the end |
ink stains for promiseswide eyed moons for unityblank stares and whispered embraceshushed thoughts with fear of a startthe beginning can only mean that there is an endtoo young to knowtoo old to prete...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 21:14:00 GMT |
spin out to spin back |
at times she screamed other times just wanderedhe kept on the same thoughtless roadrecklessness was the new high lifethe moon turned redand the sky began to vanish as the bright holes closed up the st...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 02:05:00 GMT |
i breathe |
every dayevery glanceevery muttered wordall the minutes that make up the hoursone questionwhere is this all going?People seem to give direction to life.whether it be drinking in the gutter or reaching...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 16:24:00 GMT |
surrounded |
lets get back to the spine.the part where it split. These days have been hollow. Not in the depressing sense, just in that they are hollow. A few foul words something muttered under your breathe.......
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 15:56:00 GMT |
Vaguely Tainted |
Things fell apart she said.Things don't break they change he said.Everything hurts...everything she said.Three little words. threelittlewords. Three little words.unsaid. who said? why said? who cares...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 01:29:00 GMT |
and thats when i cracked... |
The past is more a flame than the present I would say. Burns more brightly...and scolds to a higher degree of pain. Everything hurts. I feel like a little girl wanting to remain in her doll house onl...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 17:29:00 GMT |
