

Roadkill.I'll be as apologetic as I'd like to be I grovel for myself, not for your sympathy Close your eyes and shake your headRoadkill.
loose. Shake your head loose.
Don't bother me. I'll shamble slow down Dead Bird Avenue, kill time visiting tiny bits of rotten things torn up and tossed to the side of the road like a chicken dinner. like a chicken dinner...
Shake my bones loose. (head, knees, bones, heart)
If I lay down now, my body will sprawl out like the flat earth; You can walk all over me, like roadkill, oh-oh.. You


Sop.Winter eats thin glass and curtains, and it's a cannibal on my bare back when I'm nothing but cold.Sop.
It was so heavy, it was so heavy. It was a crushing handshake head to toe (double pump) It was the jaws of life turned inside out to photograph me grey and slight, thrown in contrast in the lamplight.
Miasmic and barely sentient, I felt so light, I felt so light. Bleeding, conscious in the bedroom fit to break the lock and exhume dust and black birds in my lungs flailing and cracking bones on the wrong side of a window to the wrong info


WhiplashWhat's the point in vanity, when this room's so loud that i can't hear the simplest supplication? i won't put on makeup today it'll melt in smoke, in heat from these bodies compressed into one mass of hairspray, bones, and a stolen egg.Whiplash
A boy looks like a dirty angel passed out in headphones
he puked blood, but it was red wine
the strings are red-hot, and snapping. someday he'll understand every meaning of whiplash
I'll bathe in smoke, clean, and scalding, scrub it with volcanic words that taste like ba


ManiaGrasping at straws in the living room, there isnt any place Id rather be than a thousand miles away and everywhere thats at the bottom of a lake.Mania
This concussion is throbbing and its blistering my confessions of who I used to be; where have I gone? Buried like burned journal pages in the sand. Thats where the long distance love notes go, too.
Where am I square? Im all curves and blurred boundaries; in my body and my heart I can find nothing distinctly parallel.
Its been a while since I looked for happiness in
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dont count your lemons before your cake hatches
They are personal without being preachy
They touch at the emotion's without being cliche...
Keep writing.
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Where does the truth lie?
Alternatively, a quote from Bender:
\"What\'s that?! A wolf!? Er some kind of boogin\'?\"
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"Delight in the LORD and He will give you the desires of your heart." Psalm 37:4
Woo. With three boys. There are three hair straighteners in this apartment...and none of them are mine. Lots of piercings here.
Its pretty sweet. XD
How have you been?
did you read my new poem? the featured one?
i'm on aim a lot. just not on the weekends so much, because that's when ricky's over. ^^
ooh, do you want to see what i look like now? do ya?
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