Often times I wonder How it ever got this way Continually I ponder About this eternal penance that I must pay I think about the way things were Before I became the way I am Sometimes I am not even sure Of why I even give a damn All of the beautiful women I had… Continue reading Cursed Gift
Tag: thin air
Your Ghost
THIS ONE GOES TO POETIC I come from nowhere Just like from thin air I had a life once, bountiful and colorful Now I’m like ice, mournful and disgraceful. I breath down your neck at night Down your blanket, out of sight. You shiver, feeling a presence I whisper, “I’ve brought you a present”. Your… Continue reading Your Ghost
Who was the Masked Man
You wished I existed before you ever knew me You knew I existed before you met me For years I was an idea in the back of your skull hoping praying dreaming
Good Deed for the Day
You tease me with your lies Enchanting me with your questioning “whys” “Why don’t you come along” “Here, why don’t you hit this bong.” “Come with us it will be fun” Don’t you see what you’ve done
Mind of a killer – Entry one
Ive never even thought of keeping a journal but I feel myself slipping into insanity. I guess this will be my first entry ever. The days feel like there passing ever so slowly but then as if it was right behind me the end of the day jumps out and attacks me letting me know… Continue reading Mind of a killer – Entry one
Dear Lord (march 13,2002)
In her room she cries- She cries…all alone. Nothing…no feelings, On the outside will she show.