I feel like crying tonight.
Marja
Jon

HeadlightsThe soft luminescence of yellow orbs,Headlights
Dancing with calculated motions. Chasing away dreams
Trying to hide youthful fears.
Clock work gears tick away the seconds.
Every tick seems more urgent then the tick that processed it. The distant echo of far off foot steps hang in the air, which only seems to add to there importance. Muffled cries of unloved children will never leave theses darkened rooms.


Love lostYou told me that you loved me But you still wanted to leave me You said that we’ll still be friends But you never seem to call I see you smile on are chance encountersLove lost
I know you smile because I’m finally gone.
I called you the other night You told me I was harassing you. I not sure what to do You seem to have all the answers
You left me Now I’m not sure where I am.
Friday December 15th
@ the Asylum in Portland
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{+X...you're such an inspiration for the ways...X+}
{+x........that i'll never ever choose to be........x+}
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Twirling 'round with this familiar parabol.
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
chance to be alive and breathing,
I can't remember why I started watching you. if it bugs you, I can take you off my watch list.
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King of the mother fucking west coast baybe
and just so you know my socks don't quiver, it's more like a jiggle
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