About Me
- wiTHFIsh
- swimmin... makes sense in some typa outta context logical way. --------------------- dwell for a second and consider something that you wouldn't have before? - i was told to "prove myself wrong". Thats really the only hope...
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Hole in the wall
sittin in the position of the chooser,
unfortunately the choices lack appeal and amusement,
so who's the loser.
First or the latter?
the other.
In reality we need each other.
I'll carry you along to feel in control of some bit of reality.
You whine for me as if im the only reality left. i pine for those with hearts already left. I pine for those who have taken my heart and left.
Left-
right way of moving.
To leave (past tense).
To move from one place to another,
get up and GO.
All of the above.
All of the below...
Now the names of all those...those who have the pieces...you, etc etc etc. Which piece did you pull?
just curious, I'm tryin to fill in the puzzle, impossible
when my soul cannot be mended with
fools gold,
you broke me down to a token fiend, took the key and locked me
to be with me.
just, me.
my id, my ego,
blended.
Now only mind, for my
core is empty.
I can't see whose responsible for these quarrels, whose
pulling my curls, whose
scribing these words, on these walls,
who's who?
Understanding the broken hearted lose.
We hear that it may have not been meant to be, but all we see is the holes in this argument. We peek
through holes to the world outside, desperate to get outside, breathing through the vent
because I cant even stand my stench,
i reak of sweat and piss because when i dream of you
i keep my ass sleeping,
i keep rolling around in it,
rolling around in this false realities, rolling around in this. Soiled sheets. Fresh soil.
I sink in these holes that I've DUG,
too many holes, too deep of holes.
When I think of holes, I think of love.
I think of how I'd be if life never brought it up.
How we'd be if we just never brought it up.
unfortunately the choices lack appeal and amusement,
so who's the loser.
First or the latter?
the other.
In reality we need each other.
I'll carry you along to feel in control of some bit of reality.
You whine for me as if im the only reality left. i pine for those with hearts already left. I pine for those who have taken my heart and left.
Left-
right way of moving.
To leave (past tense).
To move from one place to another,
get up and GO.
All of the above.
All of the below...
Now the names of all those...those who have the pieces...you, etc etc etc. Which piece did you pull?
just curious, I'm tryin to fill in the puzzle, impossible
when my soul cannot be mended with
fools gold,
you broke me down to a token fiend, took the key and locked me
to be with me.
just, me.
my id, my ego,
blended.
Now only mind, for my
core is empty.
I can't see whose responsible for these quarrels, whose
pulling my curls, whose
scribing these words, on these walls,
who's who?
Understanding the broken hearted lose.
We hear that it may have not been meant to be, but all we see is the holes in this argument. We peek
through holes to the world outside, desperate to get outside, breathing through the vent
because I cant even stand my stench,
i reak of sweat and piss because when i dream of you
i keep my ass sleeping,
i keep rolling around in it,
rolling around in this false realities, rolling around in this. Soiled sheets. Fresh soil.
I sink in these holes that I've DUG,
too many holes, too deep of holes.
When I think of holes, I think of love.
I think of how I'd be if life never brought it up.
How we'd be if we just never brought it up.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
stress comes from
N. V.
and i am N.V. US.
..................
follow my lead
if you can even see my feet from where you stand
I'm bout ten paces fast forward
or maybe behind
rewind
so you can catch me
but you let go of that one
so why would you wanna?
my mistake.
carry on
and i am N.V. US.
..................
follow my lead
if you can even see my feet from where you stand
I'm bout ten paces fast forward
or maybe behind
rewind
so you can catch me
but you let go of that one
so why would you wanna?
my mistake.
carry on
Monday, June 22, 2009
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