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Does my image interpret itself with your feelings? Do you see vacancy? Do you see an archaist? Do you see me? Do you feel my cremated passions? Don't draw this beyond it's borders. The problems resi... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Sat, 27 Oct 2007 12:37:00 PST |
My life as of now |
I'm so fucking confused and frustrated with myself and everything to do with me. I don't know what I want, and I don't know who I really am at times. Everything that I thought was concrete months ago ... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 04:18:00 PST |
terapin alein |
As I rest In the room my life creeps on the walls. A person devoid of thoughts and feelings walks his way to the unknown void between life and death. He paints this image of himself. Then tears it dow... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 05:17:00 PST |
nothing |
the world spins spins spins at the same pace as my brain and i think i'm going insane but do i really know what i'm saying? my life is lost in a forest of doubts and second guesses. thoughts thought ... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 12:36:00 PST |
bubbling up |
These feelings come crawling out of my mouth and brain like zombies from the grave. They manifest themselves in my being, making life skewed with good feelings. What happened to the drudgery? What ha... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 10:20:00 PST |
Fresh |
I sit and watch these nameless faces go by. This new environment is spinning around me. The fish they swim in their bubbles of bliss, and teacher sits and mutters "fuck" under her breath. Surrounded ... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Thu, 28 Sep 2006 04:37:00 PST |
Rhyming is limiting |
What I dispise shall be your demise, ostracized, by those that hate from the outside. Your mind is weak but your body is strong. Am I wrong for being so meek? I sit inside, pen afflury, watching the ... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 09:40:00 PST |
Slaughter |
As I walk my life sprints ahead of me. I cannot run, my feet being glued to the ground. I'm falling flat, spreading out to die with a lifetime left to live. Butchered like a cash cow. My carcass is tr... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 09:47:00 PST |
Dear Mother |
My life is a pit, a gaping open sore infested with maggots. Laced with chemicals, filled with thoughts of the dieing. Rejecting the person who i was once one with, I live in constant anguish. Tormente... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 09:39:00 PST |
Full |
I am full of:self hatredself relianceself pity.Drowning inTheir shit.Chokingspittingcoughing uprules and rulesand paperwork.Dance thedance ofthe idiot.Consume it,buy it,try it, do it.Otherwise youwill... Posted by Rev. Dr. Brian on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 09:41:00 PST |