Whence we go as far to thy door to shop on the floor have a drink at the bar And find a movie star
Deep is the pain of the recent past unwanted are the feelings, memories, and emotions that claw its way to today and who wait for tomorrow. Will these not subside will they remain as th...
I’m sorry, but i can’t love you ye… For when I look at you, My mind morphs into hollowness; I’m sorry, I can’t love you yet. I really want to;
I wish thy lot, now bad, still wor… For when at worst, they say, thing…
I used to be indifferent to sleep, it’s just a necessity, Now it’s the only thing I look fo… Aside from the constant waking, it numbs my pain.
Hell must think Jessica is sexy, because it’s attracted to her like a moth
Behind bars from the mistakes I m… Criminal, I am falsely accused, My dreams all slowly fade, You’ll never understand prison sho… Coming right down,
Like a jungle cat, with claws exte… Her eyes focused hard, as she tran… Deadly jaws, not from fangs, but f… Luring in prey, or chasing them fo… Like a jungle cat, just swishing i…
This is not a day for making plans… This is a day to sit and ponder. Leave the overflowing chores - get out my friend, and wander. This is not a day for lists and pe…
The last day of your life I never… No matter how hard I tried. I always had thoughts of suicide. Once I Found out you were gone. My knees fell down and smack hard…
The woman in the pointed hood And cloak blue-gray like a pigeon’… Whose orchard climbs to the balsam… Has done a cruel thing. To her back door-step came a ghost…
Snow kissed my nose as I stepped… I never liked the cold But it gave me a feeling so warm I felt glee and happiness circling… And there were snow angles everywh…
Shackled Mortal Fondle your feeble mind That is a stigma Imprinted on your flesh Weakened your soul
By Stanley Collymore Oh please Daily Mail! Distinctly… because Joan Collins is plainly one of those risibly basically pretend celebrities very self-serv…
Seasons are more than the sun’s po… Around the planet; evoking subcons… Of love as well as loneliness. Summer lies on a bed of sand with… Of Fall floating on colored leave…
I met a girl as kind as can be She shown my heart what life can b… Skys ive flown mountains ive walked Sea ive sailded
How do you cope with the fact you’… When you know she no longer needs… So blind to the fact you thought y… So ignorant for thinking without y… What makes you think she needs you…
Sad Refrain I hear her whisper in the breeze I feel her spirit in the rain Her likeness I see in the clouds Her scent relieves all the pain.
I, could dwell, on those things, t… Reaching out, to memories, under,… When you, experience, something go… Does it influence, current events,… Through a life, thought negative,…
It’s bedtime, and we lock the door… Put out the lights– the day is o’e… All that can come of good or ill, The record of this day to fill, Is written down; the worries cease…
Would that my morning toilet were a ritual and not just the muscle memory of a muscle memory
Life is so hard To survive can be really tough To work all of your life and it STILL isn’t enough. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING O…
Some things you can’t take back There are no redos or do overs What’s done is done This lethal injection button is a… with no where else to go
The stampede begins to rumble, Clammy palms, The internal pendulum, drumming Behind the bony bars. The temperature surges with a sigh…
The feeling of loneliness is one o… The burning in my heart is a feeli… fall deep in my soul The feeling of struggle of the hea… that is deep down low
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter’s,… Mingling with heroes and gods, yet… Yet may we go, and recline, while… Gathered and fixed to all time int… Yet may we, thinking on these thin…
Warped... gland-dry... With spine askew And body shrunken into half its sp… Well-used as some cracked paving-s… Bearing on his grimed and pitted f…
The night lamp is faintly gleaming Within my chamber still, And the heavy shades of midnight Each gloomy angle fill, And my worn and weary watchers
From the tram to the train I’d sc… from shuttle to shuttle with only the speakers for company and then Sorry, can I just. I. Sorry
Rivers of black and red and white, decisive motion straight ahead, tributaries with iron banks, with sentries posted at the outer… passion flowing with a mind of sto…