Sometimes I ask myself why, I come to you at night. To tell you my hopes and dreams, The things that happen and how they seem. My life sometimes may become a blur, The emotions inside begin to stir. At times I write to you for hours on end, When I […]
I wanna whisper misery In children’s inner lobes, I wanna make fire crackle and smoke Fly out the roof, boil hot cocoa on the stove I wanna brown leaves Leaving stains, after it rains, on the patio, I wanna harden snot bubbles in nostrils, Redden eyes and clog throats. Written: October 23, 2005 Revised: October […]
I work, I play I sleep, But I can’t stay I study, I pray Sometimes But don’t get my way This was something I never really finished, and I don’t plan to. I just figured I needed to make a copy of the scrap paper that I was writing it on.
I’m a tortured artist without vitality. Color has lost its hue, it’s only darkness. I’m a fallen angel without a paradise. Eden has lost its innocence and beauty. I exist only through blank pages of an empty void consumed only by meaningless matter. Written: June 20, 2005
Keepin it real Since da first day I knew u were the raw deal I’d been livin life jus’ tryin 2 chill Til I wolke up n saw I wuz still Let n nother’ day go by Without sumone 2 hold at night 2 open doors 4 n treat her right Or sumone 2 kiss […]