Dancing Around with such impossibles..

well its nice to know that ever one is collecting there sadness with such prepared crys and lightly takein conversations ..see me i need not the woven comfort that lies within your wounded eyes and Lovely Statments ...its not that i dont touch establishment with sarcastic impossibles...
its that i tuch arrangements with Arrogance,, ... O ya and i am allways Undeserving but allways sympathetic to the fact of allways being right,,.. i mean i love Dancing Around your grave with the telephone cord wrapped around my heart ,,, ..well all i have to say is that when resopnsibility is properly added
to the demanded of suggested Sadness
we all appear with the fucking door
locked.....

"take a seat and eat your difference of opinion"
....ya know make u feel right at home.. make you so Nice ...(:
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    thirsty thirsty

rich silence

she moves of a rich silence
and old willoed eyes
she could hand you, your
madness and tech you of time
. voice of my child voice of
my lie dance with my world
and weep with the empty sky..
tast my blood backwards,
tast then go die .....
as the rich silence keep's
runing a tear from my eye....

burn out

I told her... This will break -like 1,000
glass windows, waiting for acceptance.
Then with my eyes, we started trading confessions.
We'd put our trigger in places better left for this Question>
Do you love me?...
Do you love me?!!!
And if so... Let go.
We are jumping thru each and every window.
feeling each and every cut rip our acceptance
in and out as razor blade endings cut this picture out.
Now you know what this lovely silence is all about.
As my dead Fucking eyes burn the sun and burn right out.
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    thirsty thirsty

der,years...

(der) (eric)

i have this washed face
and the sun toward the sky..
i am on the roof now
looking with my eyes..
i wrote these lines
washed face and all.
i drank that pen
like a poet...

(der,years to late)

i rocked shut bone bye bone
cloth by cloth ash by ash ..
with you still pokeing at
the pasted
these knees give out
this back hold's everthing..
i am execptionally well with
dieing years to late
intell then i am keeping up with faith..
depending on the light or the
gentle day my mind has become my grave
and now i am comeing back
up and out of this book
in your air just to upset
the dark blood stained suite you still fucking where.
look i am your lady your tongue twisting poet
all is what i am and you did not no it..
let's take this dance in are vaines
lets let in rush right toward your brain..
now baby, my love step on back close like a door
let your blood fill this floor..

as i drink the last of my pen
i utter
say no more
say no more...
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    cranky do you have one

infinity is filled with feeling

standing like the dead cotten feeling's
between us..the night fumbles empty glass
around this talking but in this fanning air
i blow so quite i blow so there.......
finally i have took this bag of an
empty Stare ..the city looks so softly
from this smirking Street ..then with her
words ,we will see,yes,we will see,..
with this pen i drew some words that
made light flee ..the park bench
holds such purpose dead like me
only waiting for day light to leave
what will be ...then as the sun
came up i set the time one step ahead of me.
now and forever riding with infinity
you should be happy i have left the lees of me..
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    guilty guilty

danceing with words..

in the dark i drip
like a standing whisper.
only holding on to
her ruffling hair. yes i
promise dazed eye's had took me there..
back to the front and in toward the heart,
here we go ageain with the hopelessness
that had made this all start.as she colored
my cheeks red and far apart ..
now i wonder will remembering
you whisper in toward my heart..
as i end this love letter by
braking your heart..
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    jealous jealous

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date 2-16-05 time 2:30am

its late and she is my understood cup of coffey
and i am her stranger in the black light of night ...
looking in the glass and out her window
danceing like a passed out picture she is
craking sound and triping on time...
she is yelling all that hadn't been so
sick held my heart like a burning wick ..
mister stranger where is the
light !!! then i cryed i am ending
the night with street light corners and
afternoon eyes .. ill be back tomorrow
dressed in passed out time ....................


date 2-17-05 time 2:30am

it is late and there is no time
i ran to the stop light
and ran wishing to find
the girl with bars on her heart
and enough in here eyes....
the sun come's up erley here
there is no time ..then i ran on by the
moon light pass by the sky...
looking for my tear's and looking
at the time ... i found a note cut from her mind......
now all i have is 2:30 and a dark place in green lime
as i put the night to bed by ignoring the line..........
i never was trying to feel so fine ..........
and this is the picture you will find

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    working working

a pledge to the flag

today the movement is all to true
.. While the cars play color
and the rain drips night
somewhere there is reasons
somewhere there is right
My actions will Kick my leg's
and my hand will take this pen
Onto the stage here we go
my firend ... walk this way
dont be always right nor
always rong just sing realy sad
and thay will sing along...
then lie when you talk
mislead thay will walk
you are mister fucking president talk talk talk....


lie after lie you promess a lot ...
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    annoyed annoyed

all that's important

all that's important
she made this up!!!!!!!!!!!!
all that's important
never pulled me up !!!!!!!!!!
all that's important
made me what ?????????????
all that's important
was allways good
at Giving Up!!!!!!!

good night all that's important
and good day all that never ment a fucking thing!!!!!!!!!

i am burning her eye's with gasoline!!!!!!!!

sleep miss important ,,sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
<3
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