Not finished. |
Outdated by modern societyI need simplicity The lack of love, shelter, and dependabilityDesire raw natureUncured by the majorityI want day long contemplationNot mundane complications....
Posted by Squeak on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 09:57:00 PST |
Young eyes |
I'll stumble from door to doorLying to young eyes explaining my lies for moreI don't need this; just a place to stayI just lie because i've nothing else in my wayIf I say, let me go i've got my guilts...
Posted by Squeak on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 08:42:00 PST |
Plastic cans |
Do you feel our struggleThe want and needFill up on baseless liesLast of the dying breedsSay you want travel Change in scenery The confessions will floor themCreate your plateau of imageryShut it out ...
Posted by Squeak on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 08:37:00 PST |
no title. |
.This town is brainwash, and not many pen pushers left. Though I'll write forever;I'll always strive for better.The alarm wakes my adolescent dreamsAnother day I walk, bloodshotIn the halls of governm...
Posted by Squeak on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 08:32:00 PST |
divine one |
Drunk, bumped, and humpedShe was born to sufferNo father figure, no guidenceHer depression was fuelTo her emotional combustionThoughts were napalmHeads blown to piecesChaos everywhereCynical losers cr...
Posted by Squeak on Fri, 22 Aug 2008 08:30:00 PST |
just don’t let go |
Those thoughts don't shroud me anymore.Their was a break in our lines,Our communication left us like a fading season,Maybe I was the worn season Keep my hopes down and my head up&nbs...
Posted by Squeak on Wed, 20 Aug 2008 07:34:00 PST |
Ravenous bird |
Once so devine, similar to a pearland then a year is lost.You awoke wondering, where the mood went. Thoughts stretch longer thana split rail fenceand dreams become somethingwe never reminisceI wa...
Posted by Squeak on Wed, 14 May 2008 08:15:00 PST |
Lately. |
I wasted another three days,Morning is going to come way to early,but I'll drag myself around this heartless town.Sleep off the long night before, andthen slave away to a clock that never pays off.Its...
Posted by Squeak on Mon, 12 May 2008 05:12:00 PST |
The glass is a prison! |
I'm sinking slowly into a bottle I'm saying hello to all the women who know my nameAnd those who don't just stare at me through the glass''Its nothing but a zoo in here.'' I exclaimed.I stand and danc...
Posted by Squeak on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 08:07:00 PST |
Middle class American what did you die for ? |
Maybe I don't understand everything I attempt to say,But I am completely aware that I'm saying it.Do you understand ?Do you catch my drift? It won't cut you like a midwinter with drawlfrom a girl you ...
Posted by Squeak on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 07:03:00 PST |
