Life |
The definition is setting inThe grief that follows meDoesn't allow me to be deemed freeThe ease of the day that was yestarday, seems to be lost among the sunsetBut that is all it is nowSomething that ...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Jul 2009 13:11:00 GMT |
The Wing |
Covered by the wing of judgemnetI find comfortThe tears are fewI remember only what I wish toI am covered by the WingI am safe from what the truth may bringI know little and care lessThe thunder under...
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 01:15:00 GMT |
Today |
Following the rivers driftWhile sitting at the eagles hipEnjoying the downsize of inner demandsWithstanding the furyBurying memories and creating a new storyLiftedTip the glass and sip itEnjoying the ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 May 2009 01:09:00 GMT |
Conformed |
ConformedThe world swallows the hollow mold of me and owns itEnvisioned and lived I follow the rules given Enjoying its majesty and feeling the freedom momentarilyIn a deep pit the World sitsHolding m...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 01:09:00 GMT |
The Constant Struggle |
Never a normal beingAlways a stray or half breedA seed of distortionOnly a portion of the normal being, as I see itNever seeing with the same eyes as othersOnly finding comfort under the coversAs "the...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Feb 2009 13:29:00 GMT |
JUST LITTLE OL’ ME |
WE TEND TO THINK THAT GOD LOOKS AT US THE WAY THAT WE LOOK AT OURSELVES OR THE WAY THAT WE LOOK AT OTHERS, BUT IT'S SIMPLY UNTRUE. TO ME, THERE IS ALOT OF SECURITY IN THESE WORDS. IT ALLOWS ME TO REME...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jul 2008 08:07:00 GMT |
Disillusion |
Fallen spirits,..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Can u hear them?
Crying eyes,
Will they share it?
Tired of the same discussions,
Words thrust,
Some sit still i...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 11:36:00 GMT |
Disillusion |
Fallen spirits
Can u hear them?
Crying eyes,
Will they share it?
Tired of the same discussions,
Words thrust,
Some sit still in the madness of the fight at the table of strife
While strong voices and ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 11:36:00 GMT |
Just Me |
December 11, 2007
I wanna lay in the streets but not get dirty
To be with the ones that I love speaking words with an edge knowing they heard me
I walk along the curb on the edge of the...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 19:39:00 GMT |
Another |
October 2005
I made it
I'm here
I've seen the ugly truths
I've treaded the water
That has stolen the fathers
That has broken and battered
That has beaten and shattered
That has shifted and strayed t...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 22:32:00 GMT |
