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the days linger
with or without reality -
Darling, / I say to you, / it hurts, / it pangs our insides / and we can't stop crying / Blaming yourself / serves no purpose / and neither does / the rapist / Darling, / heal as time passes by,
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A display of isolation, / heartfelt but seemingly dead inside, / scared and somewhat hopeless / some will think / Possibilities of all kinds / can smash to the floor, / if underneath Cinderella shatters the glass
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It's just you, / in this family album / It's just you, / a collage of sorts / in memory and loss / It's just you, / that left first / but I carry you with me / in my heart, / in my soul, / in my mind
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Still fucked, / in addiction and anger, / Frustration takes it toll, / bringing me straight down / Down where I sit, / I am alone, / friendless, yet wondering / do I really need them? / Self-pity and torture
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As the cancer spreads through my system, / cry or don't cry, / just let me say the things I never got to / / I wish that I could erase my mistakes / so that I wasn't so disappointing, / I wish that I hadn't pushe
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My guess at her height, she's 5'3. I hope my entry is of no offense to you. I really like your contest, it's interesting and different. Havby cadm14 3 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 4 10:07 PM 2007
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I don’t need drugs
Or booze or pills,by cadm14 14 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 11 12:14 AM 2006 -
Out of shape and tense,
my suffering body fears a crack -
Around the corner,
in two to three weeks -
Clean and simple,
yes, they are -
song absorbption,
you could call it -
flaky snowflakes tumble
letting gravity take its course -
i can't Shake It Off
the spittin' image of you as a Ballerina
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