

The Wrong Way MirrorWhen you look upon your big blue mirror what do you see? Is it me standing in front of you? in your mind I am what you want to be. I have no soul, no voice, no love to call my own. Everything I dream is a reincarnation, I can only be your skin and bone. Orginality comes from the depts of mindless chatter, we keep talking. Your hand is empty by default, comfort arrives yet you keep walking. When one tear splashes on the silence, we run, avoiding each other like an infectious deiese. Waiting for my chance to hold the gun Where do I point? At myself, for IThe Wrong Way Mirror


SublimeHow do I know love? Words sometimes used too soon we waited for I Love you. Waking up with you next to me was Perfect I can't describe it. Your eyes were closed and you were at peace. Nothing could tear me away. We made it through the night Scared kidsSublime
hiding something so innocent and pure. I know what I felt when we became One. A tear dropped once A torment never before experienced while Conflicting Feelings were soon Vanquished. Foreheads were kissed for reassurance This is Right. Hands held my head like pillows pro


One Perfect DanceScanning the room... I see you: your beautiful smile,One Perfect Dance
enchanting eyes, magic hips. Roaring music means everything to the deaf. Those Deaf to the rest of the world, like us. As your feet move closer to mine -whispers, laughter, smerks- No Worries, we carry along with us our selective hearing. Like a camera full of film each shot snaps an image closer closer
closer into focus.
You become all i See, all i Hear, all i Feel. A grasp of my hand is the most sensational feeling i have ever known. &nb


JealousyDisillusioned mind shatters logic. How to explain? Peering deep into the crystal clear water an image you have never seen becomes prominent. The portrait depicting your soul is soon dissolved, covered by something unprecedent.Jealousy
The nightmare you never faced
becomes monumental. She took over your reserved spot in line and snatches the attention of spectators from your grasp. A glance, A touch, A kiss, A feeling emerges. Insignificant actions make you
bask in solitude. Unconventional fears form reflections in this pond  
lonely fall

HauntingIt's back, like an angel from my nightmare, A storm of infinite rolling thunder, I thought it was dead, I thought... It strikes again with all of it's fury, Rushing my mind like an angry stampede, Sleepless nights have attacked again, Why aren't you dead yet!? Like Half-Hanged Mary, it seems to say back to me, "I was dead, once, now I am back." An infinite amount of thoughts cross In a finite space of mind, The verdict came in yesterday, It's back. I verified with a glance, the verdict tells the truth. I hate you! Not "you"... but me. Mind acHaunting


I love youI love you. That is my truth. Do I understand it? No! I don't even know if I could live up to it. I love you. You will ask: How much? Is it really necessary to tellI love you
you? Suddenly, you've become everything. My serenity,
my
true love. You'll then ask: What is "true?" That's fine, I'll tell you "true" is to feel you, that I take you inside me that I lose you and I don't have you, it's to feel that I forget you and I cry and sigh it's to know that you are not mine, and to know you never will be. It's to miss you a
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"Evolution did not end with our growing thumbs." - Bill Hicks
-Sean
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I've got soul but I'm not a soldier.
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fresh -
A full bottle in front of me is a full frontal lobotomy.
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A picture, like a human, will speak a thousand words, and never say a goddamn thing.
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I've got soul but I'm not a soldier.
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