A Whole Lot Of Nothing |
With the best intentions I seem to dig a deeper hole for myself....Maybe it's only a decoy heart I wear on my sleeve....It's hard to tell now whether or not the lions laugh can be silen... Posted by El Creepo on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 04:39:00 PST |
I need some sleep Ive had way too much to think |
One of the things I enjoy about driving long distances is all the time you spend with yourself, just putting miles behind you. As you pass over a mountain you can see for miles, but if you look in you... Posted by El Creepo on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 11:27:00 PST |
Just Some Grey Matter |
As I wade through the endless shades of grey that are diguised by bright vibrant colors, I wonder who the world is trying to fool anyway. Circumstances change as I remain the same, unmoved, yet inspir... Posted by El Creepo on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 12:43:00 PST |
I'm Sorry...but the water ain't safe |
Addicted to the sickly warped sensation, but loathe the morning after. Actions, words...become future reflections of a monster. Still, I have no regrets, for lessons lived are lessons learned. I'... Posted by El Creepo on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 07:54:00 PST |
Con dinero sin dinero hago siempre lo que quiero |
Ellos quieren llevar todo que tengo estimado en esta vida, esto derriba las paredes de mi fe. Mantengo mi posicion, con mis ojos cerrados y mi alma en mis manos. Ningunas lagrimas despi... Posted by El Creepo on Thu, 05 Oct 2006 10:48:00 PST |
A Guy That Didn't Say Much At All |
I sometimes wonder if dreams have any real meaning, if dream analysis holds any ground, or if it's just an idea some psychiatrist had to make money off of humanity's need for explanation. I... Posted by El Creepo on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 10:19:00 PST |
TO - |
I heed not that my earthly lot
Hath little of earth in it -
That the years of love have been forgot
In the hatered of a minute: -
I mourne not that the desolate
Are happier,sweet than I,
but that you ... Posted by El Creepo on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 09:28:00 PST |