In the echoes of your looks
in the space between your syllables
i discern your true intent
the contempt bleeds through
despite your kind words
those illustrious lies
you tell so well.
when...
Type: Posts; User: John Blaze
In the echoes of your looks
in the space between your syllables
i discern your true intent
the contempt bleeds through
despite your kind words
those illustrious lies
you tell so well.
when...
:)
:namaste:
because fuck you, that's why.
Hit me
Hurt me
Break me down
Beat me black and blue
Take my kids
Take my light
Take my life
Steal my sunshine
To you, thanks, they be given.
thanks, Beffy. :D
Why thank you, my dear. I am greatly pleased and flattered. Thanks for commenting. :D
This is surely not finalized, but I had to throw the concept down before I lost it. Please, bear with me.
Words are air
lost in the wind
let me get lost in this wind
this breath from your...
in the heat of our touch
I want to melt,
weld souls together
be one
in the slag of our sins
letting the impurities run off,
leaving just white hot steel
burning off the rust
so we can feel...
your face, a mirror that shows me;
me
a dark and troubled pane when i want to see
pain
touching that we feel alike
share emotions
gripped in light and prisms
refracting, gleaming, pulsing...
time
time is relentless
attacking my shield of hours
breaking it into minutes,
drowning me in seconds
attacking my words,
decimating them to letters
making my syllables sound wrong to my...
Thanks to my bff Befernee, who helped me with this one.
oh invisible flame
which burns me yet shows no proof
is your goal to maim?
to break me
leaving but a shell?
weaving your spell as...
Oh yes, sometimes it's the only output you can safely use, when spewing such vitriol could harm your life. When I'm angry, when I can't stand my life anymore, I write. I can't tell anyone what I feel...
Thanks Gooch. It's kinda shitty, but I wrote it after my brother called me the other day and told me I should consider forgiving my father. It was either put it on paper or ruin my relationship with...
thanks, peoples.
untitled
she tells me her sorrows and joys,
neither of which I am a part
yet I pain for her,
and laugh inside when she's happy
her smile brightens my own day
...as if her eyes were my...
well thanks, Jon. It's good to see you around. :)
alright! :P
what does intersting mean? Is it a synonym for totally AWESOME?
Maybe. I'm not really too worried about it Jean, but thank you.