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Into the darkening months,
my mind turns to the shades of the moon. she is for me and I for her,
with her grasps on my throat, I write to her in..
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Mystery.
Chasing light.
I need trouble.
I am troubled.
You're slender arms and
ever silent mind
keep me awake at night.
taste your honey..
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Absent.adrift in my headi can spend a lot of time being nothing.watching the sky turn blackthe rain has fallen and gone, long ago.where have i been?lo..
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If living on top of the world wasnt so lonesome I'd be there all my days.
The hustle of souls will forever be a haze,
above the mountains and a..
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if i could only remember who i was, i could keep going,i could keep talking out loud instead of to myself.
my whispers are becoming faint,my illusion..
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there's something eating at me, inside out.how can i pretend this story will never end?im choking back the urge to panic.why do i feel like im hollowi..
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please treat my truth with cautionbut i know who you have to lie to,to keep the words from falling out.i know who you hide from.cover your face with t..
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god damn these silent nights inside my head.you'll take the call, but forget what i said.it takes us both the make it real.you'll take my hand but lea..
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The way the night falls over my skin,consumes my mind and brings me with in.the blanket of black, brings peace.the silence of the dark is what makes m..
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a poem for a man who doesnt deserve a word.
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