Monday, December 21, 2009
Addiction
A quiet, disturbing, devoid of all sound Marvels a stillness utterly profound The world out the window has stopped it's motion So lost in my head as I look around. My drug supply has caused an implosion The lack of powder and it's manipulation Have deserted my peace, leaving my confussed All I want...
Sign in to see full entry.
words and pain
Rest, repose, words they all flutter Exhaustion, pain, words that I mutter Blood, Depression, words of a cutter Wrath, desperation, words with a shutter Hatred, shame, words tossed in a gutter I'm sorry, I'm sorry, words moaned in a stutter And with all these words no thought will express My heart...
Sign in to see full entry.