Tag: light
Hank
You were great I’ll miss you We will all miss you Forever…
sagesse rétrospective
What happened between usWas the best thingFor meRight nowTu n'es pas bon pour moi
Someday never comes
Busted pieces Faulty parts Dead eyes Cold hearts There’s no use in trying To save what’s sunk There’s no use in holding On to what’s junk The city of stars Is under a starless sky The city of sunshine Is where light comes to die It’s a fraud It’s a fake It’s the kind of…… Continue reading Someday never comes
Amateurs (don’t take things or this so seriously)
thirteen ways to kill your lover
a hundred and one ways to die
a.d.w.a.y – (something i wrote exactly 4 years ago tonight)
a.d. w. a. y. ? August 4, 2011 at 4:24am you would write a thing or two and toss it a million ways around the net- -work it’s way aross the many screens i didn’t think twice when it would sometimes hit me sometimes miss me. but now i find myself missing you you were…… Continue reading a.d.w.a.y – (something i wrote exactly 4 years ago tonight)
poisoned brain
don’t want to try to do anything different than what hasn’t worked a whole life time but it’s never you or it always you but that’s just what you’ve expect for yourself even though you are more than that sometimes but sometimes isn’t enough i guess when you don’t see it and when you don’t…… Continue reading poisoned brain
i used to write (i’m writing now)
finding the way through fears. finding myself and the freedom that comes from knowing thy self.
c’mon baby
i know sometimes it’s me but i like you and you’re worth it i gotta let it in (let you in) and let it go (let fear go) and give up the fight or flight shit i do that is never right and never good and never works out for me this time i want…… Continue reading c’mon baby
A Letter to Ego
check out this post from spiritscience.net A Letter to Ego. // Post by Spirit Science.
the ghost of my friends
This is not a prison. This is a trap. I am the bait. ___________________________________________________________ Having balls is a good thing having raw passion is a good thing and a rare thing. To have both passion AND balls is what makes someone great. I miss the great ones I miss the lovers and the dreamers/creators I…… Continue reading the ghost of my friends
