Syphone/ Dreamcatcher |
Syphone my heart up through my throat...
Unfiltered, it purges from my tear ducts.
Wasted words and dreams we've all exchanged,
eventually turn to lies and dust.
I lay awake trying to convince ...
Posted by MOTO on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 10:48:00 PST |
The Pledge Of A Broken Heart |
A deep crimson pours out,
(as) my dark pledge runs in.
Dry my heart,
and this will never happen again.
... Yet I drink of you still
then a widow's blood seeps
into, and embodies,
not a drop doe...
Posted by MOTO on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 10:31:00 PST |
Rope |
I've been hanging for days. Not worth a wandering gaze. No painted face, no disguise... the maggots that once caressed, now leave as flies. ...
Posted by MOTO on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 02:00:00 PST |
The Last Breath... |
One Last Breath, I Horde it for Myself. It's mine to enjoy or do as I may. Accept this end, this teasing demise. Soon to be unrecognized. A pile of carbon remains. A silhouette of a...
Posted by MOTO on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 03:16:00 PST |
My Gesture to You... |
I cannot feel a thing... my head is throbbing and my voice wont sing. I want to tell you how this is all wrong. The mistake has presented itself as a dagger to my heart. Just keep twisting it with you...
Posted by MOTO on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 03:34:00 PST |
One Last Time... |
Emotions will take me soon enough, and I will bleed you my love. Salt will crumble from my tear ducts as nothing else is left; purge from my everything, my soul will scrape itself (clean)... until it ...
Posted by MOTO on Mon, 15 Jan 2007 07:59:00 PST |
My Love, Where have you gone? |
My Love,
I drive and I think of how we once could only drink... of one another. It is raining, or is it my tears? I just keep trying to rid you of fear, but you hold onto it, embrac...
Posted by MOTO on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 01:25:00 PST |
LAST CARESS... |
Discard my vulnerability and wash it all away. One slit welcomes my last day and it will rain, oh it will rain. Can't repress any of the feelings I feel- the well has dried and this is all too real. P...
Posted by MOTO on Sat, 28 Jan 2006 01:29:00 PST |
DREAM AWAY... |
Heaven is in my fingers and lips when I touch your body... my eyes are pouring out with envy of the precious being that lies before them. My heart is skipping beats as if it weren't occupied with the ...
Posted by MOTO on Sat, 28 Jan 2006 01:06:00 PST |
