Emptiness Breeds Failure |
my head is as empty as the veins in my heart.dry and cracked, these vessels bring only death.to a heart that doesn't beat, what more could be asked?fingers retract in a come hither motion,but not to w... Posted by Allison on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 02:42:00 PST |
this swirling sea |
your eyes are the windows and your heart is the door.open the door and the windows will shut.closing you off from the rest of humanity.the blood that flows through the tangles of arteriesruns rampant ... Posted by Allison on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 02:41:00 PST |
Sleep the Clock Around |
And the moment will come when composure returns Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigad... Posted by Allison on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 03:10:00 PST |
Be Safe |
One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger. An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour. These are the days when I h... Posted by Allison on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 11:16:00 PST |
Ize of the World |
I think I know what you mean but watch what you say 'cause they'll be try to knock you down in some waySometimes it feels like the world is falling asleep How do you wake someone up from inside a dre... Posted by Allison on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 10:33:00 PST |
Keep On, Keepin’ On |
i've stopped for the first time in a long time.it's funny when you think that your heart and head have healedand then you close your eyes for a moment longer then normaland it all comes flooding back ... Posted by Allison on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 12:36:00 PST |
In this town |
inhale the fumes that seep through the vents. feel the cool crisp air on your face. the contrast of temperature keeps you alive, vibrant. you feel real, but not so self important. the doors slide apar... Posted by Allison on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 12:43:00 PST |
Are you saying that you become your thoughts? |
we think and we think and we think.but do we ever accomplish anything?where does this thinking get us?maybe to a point of stabilityor maybe to a point of mental breakdown.where do you go from there?do... Posted by Allison on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 12:56:00 PST |
Reality or Dream? |
you had a simple glow, almost etherealit has nothing to do with religion or sexbut everything to do with ingenuities.perhaps i was blinded by the chaosbut i think it was my most clear momentthe gentle... Posted by Allison on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 12:59:00 PST |
This ship has set sail. |
you search for the feeling you can't reciprocateyou look for the unreachable dreamthe american love story is overbogart and bergman are dead... Posted by Allison on Wed, 16 Jan 2008 01:01:00 PST |