"Days to Come"Holding my breath....."Days to Come"
I'll spend the rest of my life trying to get over these moments.
There is safety in sadness that you can't give me (this fairy tale is more than i can handle)
I'm breaking down shattered pushing you away before you run.
It's all I've ever wanted and its tearing me a-p-a-r-t.. there's no holding myself together anymore no recovery for this kind of freefall.
You're not even gone yet and I'm already lost without you. our beginning was my end
"Still Starving"This insatiable desire for something more will be my cause of death."Still Starving"
Too many sunsets in one day is driving me into the very darkness where emptiness states its residence.
How many more days will I try to sleep away only to awaken to another starless sky--a lifetime of layaway and these 24 hour minutes are bleeding me dry.
Looking at the clock has become like breathing--choking, drowning on stale air. Won't someone just hold me under???
Making it through another dying moment only to be assaulted by endlessness in the next breath.
ble
"Suicidal Tendencies"I'm not digesting these words with ease. Lead in my stomach and razorblades in my throat. ...they are"Suicidal Tendencies"
P. &nbs
"ExhaleEyesClosed"Another day in this life so lacking--begging for a breakthrough and bruised with regrets."ExhaleEyesClosed"
A taste of emotion and in that moment I almost had a reflection but it was only the haunted look in your eyes of the morning after.
Your image gives birth to thoughts that never quite make it to my throat--these stillborn replays of last night are bloodying my hands and again my cheeks are burning.
And yet I'm still holding my breath, still waiting for a response, a reaction, a re-enactment,..(or a reality homecoming).
Stumbling to read between the lines b
Perfect AntidoteYou're about as convincing as the safety on a loaded gun. And about as thrilling as Russian Roulette. You're begging for a triggerPerfect Antidote
to escape your troubled head.
Its like watching a car crash From a window that I cant break. You're falling down again Tripping over tangled thoughts inside your head That you cant pray away. Well if you agree to be the patient,
I'll be the best damn doctor you've ever had. I prescribe the perfect antidote..
Love.
Dont scream too hard lovely. You're going to lose your voice. For your throats
and we share a name...happy commercialist holiday snow falling. half birthdays. franco zeffirelli andand we share a name...
italians with soda in wine glasses and out-of-state visitors and little brothers..
no ordinary love story? not an ordinary story but there was no love there. instead tears. kisses. stars. wishes. and music. always music. lyrics for everything. anything and everything.
deep blue eyes. arms not big enough to hold her. hands that needed to wipe water from her eyes. his couldn't produce
These TemptationsThese TemptationsThese Temptations
I walked hand-in-hand with my shadow down a crowded and strangled alley. There were no emotions to be felt from the people that surrounded us. We were just a small part of a clan of humanity. So filled with conformity, claustrophobical, and condensed in how to belong. There was not a care in the world that mattered, while you were inside a dense population. A fear of a tight capacity never did exist. Everyone here who walks, has felt it. They recognize their shadows as friends they used to have. I'm still grasping onto mine, and this makes me look weaker than you. Independent, or dependant? I never d
i havent been on here in forever
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Where do bad folks go when they die
don't go to heaven were the angels fly
go to a lake of fire and fry
see'em again till the fourth of july
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i am so ZEN. (and irish)
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Well she was my catatonic sex toy, love-joy diver
She went down down down there into the sea
Yeah she went down down down there, down there for me right on!
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Well she was my catatonic sex toy, love-joy diver
She went down down down there into the sea
Yeah she went down down down there, down there for me right on!
there really toughing me so good job on that.
so keep up the good work
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"Welcome to the worst Horror of them all... Reality!"
"if pandora is once more to open the box.......Call me!"
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Starving for permeation-A reason to breathe, to blink, to become...
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"Welcome to the worst Horror of them all... Reality!"
"if pandora is once more to open the box.......Call me!"
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