

untitled .Like a liquid smoke youre rising up I forgot to tell you That I cant swim; Look Im sending you a morose code (air bubbles, up through the water) So that you know There is an answer to everything; Dive in so quickly Head first and down, Arms wide open so inviting: Ill take your embrace.untitled .
Midnight in the city We can stroll out in the dark Or kiss under the street light; You dont have to pretend, Just shut up and give in, If its just how you feel; Bare teeth closed eyes, Whispers yes, but no lies,


A striking thing, love.Fingers dance, through a heavy tangle that they were not even aware existed:A striking thing, love.
at first. but now they are filled almost suddenly


through past lives. LoveI awoke, and drowning I screamed out my soul; There wasnt much else The shattered bowl alone, saving;through past lives. Love
Thunderstorms always woke something in me The quietest breeze would make me dream, Words that echoed your nature, That silent recognition let me be;
In time Id always be more though, for then, later, and now Id miss you; to not do so, All else would become a meaningless blur


Life at firstLife at first begins, Something new comes about, Engendered by humble realizations, Will it be by us nurtured, Will it be by us cared for, For it at first is all grace,Life at first
There are upon it no sins There is no giant weight for it to tout There is no need for it to know all the evasions Those that are preferred By us that have seen the gore Knowing what lies within the human race
And it is wide without shut ins. And it as yet is unable to shout. And so it revels simply in correlation. Like the intangible masteries of the "word." Hidden be


Fall DeadEmotions drop dead, Can't remember the last thing you said, While I lay here, Happiness drips from my head, I don't know how to feel, I feel surreal, Time starts to kill, And I rest my heavy skull onto the face of a cloud. I have so many thoughts, I find it hard to find the simple words I've been taught, And let my heart achingly rot, Remembering how I forgot, The cloud below me begins to rain, Or am I crying? It doesn't matter; it's all the same, When Melancholy came, Joy lost its fame. I feel the cloud dissipate, Falling into Fate, &nFall Dead


food for thought.suicide. a frightening thought. 'if you had to, how would you?' strange. it never occurred to mefood for thought.
that people had a preference.
jumping off a building is the road to no return. suicide by gun, not so much. yes, load it up and be done with it. ten seconds, tops. but, if you had second thoughts y
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