If it ain't broke.... |
All of us have come to that moment when we implode. We are overwhelmed and stop feeling, yet all we can do is feel despair. It's odd. We stop talking pretty, we ignore all the trite 'It'll be ok's' an...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 02:51:00 PST |
Up Late |
The thoughts that are thought when one thinks too much...
(adapted from priors)All alone in a broken world,With nothing to do or say-With nothing to lose, yet hoping to gain.The cold is unbeara...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 02:04:00 PST |
Night, night....Oh, Darkest Night |
Back into the prison,Condemned by unknown fate.Back into the wasted place,The sentence is to wait.The jailor, a vigilant sentry,Tyrant hid by a saint.Imprisoned for a crime undone,The walls this blood...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 01:56:00 PST |
eh... |
Two natures present differently;Together in a fusion weird.One source, both plague and remedy;Both heaven blessed and hellflame seared.A myriad of faces pass;In limited eternal span.Flying by on wings...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 01:53:00 PST |
Scribbling some more... |
A harbinger born, but of will,The shapeless seeks a form.It feels no pain nor feels remorse,It is a ruthless storm.It is righteous vindication,For those before who died.How flows the noble, unseen wra...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 01:50:00 PST |
Scribbles |
Rime of the MadmanWithin the walls of solitude,In a time unknown to some.One will find a man that had been crazed,Held now by opium.His sanity wanders and drifts,It is a sight to see.With his emotions...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 01:45:00 PST |
Rant! Rant! Rant! |
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Mon, 05 Jun 2006 01:38:00 PST |
Awful lonesome in the black |
One of my favorite pieces, just putting this out there, anyone knows what its talking about then, YAY! you get a gold star.
Poema 20 - Pablo NerudaPuedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Mon, 29 May 2006 02:18:00 PST |
Behold! The internet! |
I was zoning out looking down at my sneakers and thought 'yup, time to write a blog.' Dunno why, just did.So here I am trying to hammer out something on screen. Its confusing because my mind is always...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Tue, 23 May 2006 11:21:00 PST |
Nightwatch Nation |
Back into the waste land of my mind I go...man, is it late. School's out motherfuckers, and there is no pressing business to attend to currently, it almost feels like a kind of strange ...
Posted by dumblindeaf on Mon, 22 May 2006 12:52:00 PST |
