Goodbye to Sleep |
A bookshelf of sentimentsReading a lifeComplete with all futilitiesCovers barely brushedTo pages bent and tornA broken pastAn inevitable futureBehind this unbroken glassIs all you eyes need lie uponPu... Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 23:54:00 GMT |
I'm Wrong |
White isn't always a sign of purityAs you and I have well over provedMidnight beeps and calls are what keep me upEven if I'm not there I'm thinking of it,I'm dreaming of it, when I shouldn't-I could b... Posted by on Mon, 16 Mar 2009 00:37:00 GMT |
Crickets and Sunsets |
I'd crawl into the cracked window of your houseIf it were abandoned, and reside in it for years.Maybe I'd finally put on an apronAnd tend to your weary eyes.But those red walls won't change to a lesse... Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 19:02:00 GMT |