

The Rum is Gone AgainI'm no good at music but I like to thinkThe Rum is Gone Again
I can say what I mean. I hope you'll listen to me. The songs I hear in my head are for me alone to listen because only in the confines of my boney chest is there a place for them to glisten- Shiney and New an untouched Virgin a Heart that still knows how to feel. Sometimes, at night, I can't help but cry for the little girl who collected her tears and sacrifice them to the Sea. A right of passage, a transformation, into such a Blank Thing as me. Every man is an Island- vast dri


Tell The Truth, Love......You're Nothing But a Liar.Tell The Truth, Love...
I would rather live in my nightmares, than my dreams: at least nightmares tell the truth. You were a dream I had once. I never let myself believe in you, and now I've seen past the soft,
liquid flesh of your lies to the twisted ugly bones of your truths. The funny thing is,
had you come to me,
a Skeleton fresh out of your closet, I might have been more delighted. But as it is, it's the lying that gets me.
I've never pretended to be anything but Myself to you. I should have known better, when I sm


A Witness to Trial I am NotA man killed me today, for raising my voice against him- a Woman's Offense, I could not break down that fence he had erected around his heart and now he's locked me out. He didn't even bury me.A Witness to Trial I am Not
I begged for mercy from his cruelty-
And he struck me dead.
I guess it's my own fault: I saw the knife in his hand he intended for my back, ever night, as I crawled into his bed.
This is why I keep a scorpion on my spine- a creepy creature of Betrayal, it follows me everywhere so that I cannot hide
when these stinging blows


This is How We SleepWalkI felt as if I was being held down by sleep. Rising to the surface, toward shimmering consciousness, I turn over, shift a little closer, take your restless hand in mine- and sink back into the murky darkness of a dream. There is a snapping pain in my back, a cut in my nose, an extra joint in each of my wrists- when I turn my head the bones in my neck, they crack- a thundering popping in my skull- a quick Release- before muscles, sinews and tendons slap back and clench tight. My sleep is light and troubled. Swimming through confuseThis is How We SleepWalk
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OMG WHAT A FAG.
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I tell myself my actions are justified, but isn't that what everyone tells themselves? Does anyone wake up thinking "today I'm going to cross the line"?
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« True innocence is not ashamed of anything. »
« La vraie innocence n'a honte de rien. »
(Jean-Jacques Rousseau)
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Play.......Create........Event
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I have an obsession with romance cartoons...paper...pencils and DA, but I have no problem.
I ship...
KataraXAang
MaiXZuko
IchigoXRukia
AnyaXDimitri
DannyXSam
NarutoXHinata
NarutoXSakuraXSasake lol
But I respect all ships!
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Batman: "We must find out who or what is behind the Penguins scientific crime binge."
Robin:"According to the bat-computer the Penguin (voice crack) is using a computer"
--- Super Friends
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