what does the night hold for us tonight with pockets light and ( Read more... )

Rush me past the doors and hold my hand as we go signing over my permissions to you rushing past coughs and conversations as florescence blinds me but the tears only make them that much more surreal. I hurts so bad and I know what's wrong it's what's been wrong. Please help me. As you firmly rest your hand on my shoulder as they cut my clothes off ( Read more... )

tonight it's so hard i can really feel your absence and it's like a gunshot wound. It's hard for me right now, but I know i must go on. Oh forgive me father for my distance, meet me tonight, and sit next to me. Please don't forget to bring me sleep. I can't do it alone. Sit at the foot of my bed and rest your hand on my ancle as i sigh in relief ( Read more... )

i feel as ironic as an instrumental song in which that all the words are really there. The nieve might say that the words arent there or are hidden, but the chased and the wise see past obvious absence and see purposeful gaps with obvious inflections. And as they hear, they know exactly what is being said. There is no mystery in that tone with our ( Read more... )

here i daydream of winters past the voices now ghosts haunting my past with laugh birthed shrills and weeping falling down my shoulders as cold chills soak into my skin. Again i go back to those still frames with broken smiles to try to gather up those open wounds and place them neatly into a suitcase driving down these roads as street lights bath ( Read more... )

hair clenched in white knuckles holds firm tonight as a sheet of red light bleeds upon the floor of my room, as eyes searching old rooms for new things to stare at. Ankles embrace one another seeking comfort in warmth but cold hearts keep me up. Kept up late i play out scenarios in my head with better endings finally convince me settling for a ( Read more... )

Isn't it always the time you are attempting to be humble in a situation that someone else tramples upon it and expect more than submission, they expect subserviant. *shakes head* The road is taking an interesting curve and I'm doing my best to right it out and do the best I can to make well of not. I heart apple and all that it stands for.... yes ( Read more... )

insecurity strangles the crowd
but the brave put pen to page
discretion weeding out the weak
the fall of heroes when
tides change and tint of light
fades from lime to red
restless eyes wander
question poorly answered linger
captured by innate fear
liberty without reason is
waste

did you ever find that ( Read more... )

hello old friend i nearly forgot the feel of your hand resting upon mine ( Read more... )