I think it just hurts... |
Its amazing how fast life can fall apart. I mean every time I think it's finally perfect, it all comes crashing down like a falling wall of dreams. Its like I can watch them fall. But I can only watc... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Thu, 10 May 2007 12:42:00 PST |
A very pleasant feeling...on a day long forgotten |
It has been a long time since I have felt truly happy, truly whole, truly healed, but I find that now. For a long season I was afraid I would never find myself again, that I was cursed, left alone in ... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 07:41:00 PST |
The Hell Within |
I drift in shadows to find the light, Consumed and captivated by the hallow night. Sometimes of late I cry out for to be rescued from my mind, But it has become my prison, my lock, my bind. I fal... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 01:17:00 PST |
This Was In Today's Paper |
Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 06:46:00 PST |
Andrea's Dance |
I wrote this almost a year ago. It is a transcript of my most cherished dream. I have added a few lines since its first draft, but in all it remains the same. The pain of this for me is that for a sea... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 10:33:00 PST |
I love you...Remember |
"Life without your love is cold and dark; it is like a sweet spring day banished of all sunlight or a cursed rose born without petals. Life without you, to me my love, is dead and utterly empty, void ... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 12:28:00 PST |
Eyes of Hate . . . You See. (More Ramblings of a Broken Man) |
When you looked at me, it was your eyes . . . you see . . . that captivated the very soul in me. When you walked by me all I could do is stare . . . you see. When you hugged me, my world it stopped .... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 04:31:00 PST |
Loneliness is... |
Loneliness is: Walking down a beach following your own foot prints. It is crying on your own shoulder. It is waking up every morning to a cold and empty bed. It is dieing to have conversation, but the... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 10:50:00 PST |
Love is... |
Love is: the condition in which one moves beyond the limits of logic and enter in to a realm of heart, a realm of magic and mystery, a realm of passion and desire, a realm of fantasy and fairy tale. l... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Thu, 19 Oct 2006 10:44:00 PST |
Sick and Tired |
I'm sick and tired of walking down the street looking for your eyes in every face I meet...I'm sick and tired of dying befriending only these tears...I'm sick and tired of being painted black by your ... Posted by Lil Joe Moschitto on Sat, 14 Oct 2006 02:22:00 PST |