blogMy pen is the needle the ink is the heroine my paper is the soft place to land the readers are my HIGH..looks like im having a relapse. *Please comment and buzz if you like it*
Closing this curtain for good, who could ever deserve all of the chances I got. man it's really absurd all of the chances I blown…
the fire within
LET ME HATE PLEASE LET ME SAY THE WORDS IVE HELD ON TO FOR SO LONG QUIETLY HATING WHILE ALL THIS TIME YOU WERE GONE…
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO FEEL.. ~Im coming out of hybernation~
HOW DO I FEEL..I FEEL SO UNREAL AS IF I HAVE NNOTHING LEFT TO CONCEAL I SUPPOSE THEY ALL KNOW, THEY ALL KNOW ME BETTER…
~ WHO WOULD HAVE KNEW~
i opened my eyes one day and i saw you, you and me would end up together who would have knew..your smile makes my day…
MY ATTEMPT
I DON'T GOT NOTHING TO WRITE...I DON'T GOT NOTHING TO WRITE
I FEEL LIKE IM LIVING A DREAM SOMETHING OUT A MAGAZINE I USED TO TAKE…
~not finished~ I finished it by myself..the girl who i was writing this with broke up with me. life proceeds
looking at the world through suicidal eyes I lift my gaze up towards the skies where the moon is my only saviour, the sun falls down…
DON'T FORGET TO BREATHE
DON'T FORGET ME WHEN YOUR GONE PLEASE ALLOW ME TO REMAIN THINK OF ALL THE SONGS WE'VE SANG AND HOW WE USED TO RUN IN…
I SAW WHO I USED TO BE IN YOUR EYES
I SAW WHO I USED TO BE IN YOUR EYES THE OTHER DAY I SAW MY OLD REFLECTION AND DECIDED TO LOOK AWAY WHAT IF…
TO CAGE A POET
TO CAGE A POET IS TO STEAL A SOUL TO DRAIN INK FROM THAT ONE MAN OR WOMAN AND TO STEAL ONE'S VERY EXISTENCE TO…
THIS IS A POEM...
I OWN THE NIGHT YEAH IM A FUCKING RIDER A WRITER CAN'T NO BODY DO WHAT I DO SO SCREW YOU ALL WHO THINK THERE…
DON'T FORGET ME WHEN YOU THINK IM GONE
IM GETTING BACK IN THE GROOVE MY MIND IS BACK ON THE MOVE WRITTING WORDS THAT PUT YOU ALL IN A SWOON AND NOT A…
