Fading fast |
So ive had some things on my mind for a time now and writing them out here always seemed to do some good some how, usally its always came out as some sort of poetry or rhyme and to think of it i dont ... Posted by Mat on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 08:59:00 PST |
Dont |
DONT
Dont touch my hand
if you not going to hold it.
dont kiss my lips
if there just something to kiss
dont look in my eye's
if yours hold lie's
dont whisper in my ear
if your sweet nothings mean noth... Posted by Mat on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 08:55:00 PST |
Numb |
From Here.
Im trying to hold on harder
but it seems im falling
farther
and I cant help but wonder
am i reading her?
is she reading me?
who's the drawer of these dreams?
and im trying to be numb
... Posted by Mat on Sat, 26 Nov 2005 09:04:00 PST |
Take me |
Take Me
Come quitely on this gentle night breeze
a cold grey slab hidden under the darkend night sky.
Come and take these salty tears from my eyes
and duilute them with your own.
Hold me in your cold ... Posted by Mat on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 02:23:00 PST |
Reflection in my eye's |
Reflection in my eye's
Ive looked into this mirror
so very many time's
allways with the question
why? why?
Why cant i see her standing there
standing to my side
isn't she around here
in the reflectio... Posted by Mat on Tue, 13 Sep 2005 10:27:00 PST |
These Hands |
These hands may
hold,
So many things.
The tools to build
cites.
The tools to build
minds.
These hands can
create.
And these hand can
destroy.
These hand of mine,
can change the world.
But the most s... Posted by Mat on Sat, 10 Sep 2005 11:16:00 PST |
The ball of hopes story (for the ladys) |
Ok this story is for all you beautiful ladys out there that are just as confused about love as everyone ive ever talked to.
There once was a man who decided one day that there was no point in love so... Posted by Mat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |