So good... |
So good at being worthless... so great at being less than good enough. Guess trying harder to be less perfect would have put in a good note and wondering would not plague and pinch. So goo...
Posted by Tommy on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 04:00:00 PST |
Ashes... |
Lets cast flames upon this house and bring winter early... ashes rule everything around me. So carbon based and feeding off the soot. Grovel and crawl something big is brewing as the syste...
Posted by Tommy on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 09:29:00 PST |
Ends well... |
Alls well that ends well... and I'm a devil; shadow casting blitz breaker... balled lightening life taker. Unbrideled, free flowing chain swinging. O how the masses love to see destruction...
Posted by Tommy on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 06:11:00 PST |
Sing sing... |
Raced the sunrise down the highway again... same thing each day. Become staginate and cracked, like an old dieing ocean. Used to give a damb, now I just don't give a fuck. A constant...
Posted by Tommy on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 11:04:00 PST |
Lost into you... |
I would get lost into you. Everything becoming so unreal, what madness is this world in which we live? Who must we become? Death the only thing that seems to ever really wait in the ...
Posted by Tommy on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 05:28:00 PST |
Hidden... |
In need of some clearity... our forheads formed from high tempered steel and glass. Accended of the lengths of time, so crippled and broken we all must be; dirty little people with dirty little ...
Posted by Tommy on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 04:22:00 PST |
Perfect... |
It's a raven's cack cast upon the early morning lacking, but to me you were perfect... everything so simple and not a glimmer of doubt. This was before hurt, pain, and cutting... but to me you w...
Posted by Tommy on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 04:07:00 PST |
Some say... |
Some say that these words can move, inspire, and give... some say that these stems and stalks build leaves and branch growth. Some say; some say so many things about what goes in... but there is...
Posted by Tommy on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 07:13:00 PST |
Random as they get... |
Who are we to judge these cold and somber mornings... rain just fifteen from falling and coffee nearly ready. Reading our reflections, bodies ask us yet again to sleep for just a little longer a...
Posted by Tommy on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 08:24:00 PST |
Waking dreams... |
It all seemed like a thousand years ago... putting on the same uniform, seeing the same friendly faces, and continuing the same each day. It all seemed like a life time ago, the things that I ha...
Posted by Tommy on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 08:47:00 PST |
