Sorry that I haven’t been writing much guys. I lost feeling in my right pinky and ring finger about 4 weeks ago. I hope to write more when it gets fixed.
still can’t drive…like always have the best music, like always hit the ball like willie mays everyone thinks im a jerk, like always guns are smoking her head ablaze Still single like always, Found another one, hope she stays.
finders keepeers? losers weepers? lost you cant keep her weep for you feelings deeper
Why can't you want me like I want you?
I miss you
There are way more things that I hate about myself...
you and me both honey
saw her today, couldn’t look her in the eye what am I doing this shouldnt be my life
my love, she seemed lost my brain, she did accost Its her feelings, I tossed
Only if it rains I’ll get on the trains She’ll take the reigns But still she feigns I’m with the planes Her feeling strains and here we’re left in chains But still our life remains
today if we prey
Everyone Just seems to be empty faces today She was stolen away Is it alright to stay Believe if you may I see we’ve entered the fray Every feeling still left on your tray nothing to do but we’re starting to prey
When I look for you in your eyes All I see is hate and left over lies pieces of me are still in disguise while others burn love still crys In a seething rage Life Flies gun blasts try while I agonize
Lonely is how are heart shouldn’t be lonely is how the world treats me always looking for another always seeking to be togeather simply hating this horrible feeling watching ponderously as we seem to lose every piece of ourselves looking for the awnser we are seeking
Stored on my breath is a whisper of words lost within stuck in a throat left to fetter and Rot while I wish for something stored in stars and left by people of worth, but my stomach tells me in the spitous muck pushed up that those words will never be said, again or past those word reflect an age long search no one truly completes, the words? Of course… I love you
When is the time to see the rest of the way on our path we need to believe and be wrong and see our hope on the other side as it fades away! Then in a test of fate we will follow, we will follow for sight of yesterday the sight of yesterday even though it still fades away
We wear this dissapointment on our faces see the lines of worry looking at the faithless time we all feel the Disappointment in the fibre of our being as we give away the peices of our soul even the peace in our hearts wontt lock these emotion up But the illusion disappates before our eyes as we see the reason
Once a month
Poetry like a period Once a month its write what im all about once a month read what all gushes out Yet cleary you can see im not up to fight once a month I remember to find a light once a month I see whats really sight
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