The Devils Playground II |
I was a boy who woke up involuntarily It's ironic that I'm shivering in sweat I'd throw on shoes stitched of scary things throw on a jacket; 10% cotton 90% threatsmade my way downstairs to be greeted ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Jan 2010 18:43:00 GMT |
The Devils Playground |
This is the last place suitable for anything that has veins, parents, and the idea of life final for must black ...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Jan 2010 10:56:00 GMT |
Tartarus |
The Golden Agesheltered by fiery catastrophesCronus held a kingdom ran by blood sought to be cleverly entangled in the "cleanest of messes"gripping his sickle made of adamentHe sought to bring the rin...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Jan 2010 20:17:00 GMT |
I [Prev](F)ailed |
Pull sheets of the past tense over my eyes NUnder covers until all of my tears dry OTear them off and I'm bare again T Yell ...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jan 2010 14:51:00 GMT |
Another Six Behind Fiction |
Show me another man with a poorly carved jawlineeyelids made of steel and a heart that pumps persuasionI may be a defendant but my fingertips are barrels Show me another soul that's a gutted, hollow e...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Jan 2010 22:22:00 GMT |
Her Shoulders are as Wide as Mountains |
she can turn the heads of statues A formidable choice for any explosives engineerit's hard to stand alone when there's so many things to fear it's hard to begin a day with an overcoatwith scars the si...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jan 2010 21:50:00 GMT |
History Teachers Won't Remember My Name So I'll Write It Stone When I Leave |
It holds gore, shapeshifting violence embrace the weakness that blinds fewthe reason we were told never to look back was so it'd be easier to stab youIt's a caregiver, donating misfortune supply and d...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jan 2010 01:23:00 GMT |
WhiTe nOISe |
I'm surpressed and deprived, it's a bless I'm alive catastrophe follows me and this trechory swallows me I'm the most fragile soldier time has ever seen I absorb lead like the sun but I I CAN'T STAND ...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Dec 2009 01:16:00 GMT |
Thomas and Mary |
Be it misfortune or relentless mistakes I've givenwe can print it as "DISASTER" because I will never have herand the truth of my lies have rissenHe has two hands of regret and one eye of cementhe wore...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Dec 2009 00:26:00 GMT |
The Untold Story |
I'm writing this out of the possibility of it being taken as stupidity I've dug myself a hole with only pure creativity These past few weeks have made me understand that my heart pumps faster if it fe...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Dec 2009 00:47:00 GMT |
