Monday, July 28, 2008

Writeing your name on icey window cells like I'm twelve again
trying to pick up the peices when I can't even put down the pen

Friday, July 18, 2008

Coffee Stained Lip's & Cigerettes & Fingertip's

The world is so moudly,
and my room is getting so damn small that it's like a bat cave
and I'm here hanging from my ceiling waiting to fall and crash and crumble again.
Everything remind's me of him and I can't delete a thing.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

I am the loose echo in your voicebox

Chain smoking cigerettes at 5 A.m because I couldn't sleep
glassy glitter tear stained eye lashs.
My minds filled with jitters & cracked bones,
emotions, feelings,thoughts
and I literrally feel ill inside
just thinking about him..

Monday, July 7, 2008

I was scared because you were dissolveing in front of me.

Smokeing ma's burnt out cigerette butt's
searching for a headspin within something, anything.
My brain keeps yelling and everything is so loud
I just want to to fade out so I can excist again
An organ is playing the same beats
over and over again inside my head
Xaiver is gone, I never had a chance to meet him
he would have brightend my thoughts
and made everything seem less empty
My mouth tastes like an ashtray

I don't mind.

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Creating subtances to disolve my bones and disappear