The Habit and Jakes Ride Home
In winter flesh is gaining trust.
Missing out on the extraordinary satisfaction of
intercourse and the humane way of living
so then this is were boredom sets in,
sinks to the pit of your stomach allowing
You to breath-in just enough to clean
out the skeletons in your closet and the monsters
under your bed. now you can sleep tonight
My friend. now you can open your eyes
your dreams no longer haunt you
I wish that i could be there to hold your hand
realizing i cannot i stray away from
insanity by keeping my feet on any
stable ground. you're stable maybe for
him but not for me. it gives off a dark
Emanating brush of a feeling held close to
your gorgeous eyes in hesitating
ever so sweetly. come claim my heart and
steal me away from this pen & ink dream.
blend 27 and chocolate milk
by the only living boy on Jul 19
In Category: Other. 2 total.
wake me in the morn
ing before you go.
the party was
nice all of our
frie
nds were there.
they
were
waiting to
see
you
smile.
Please don't be angry.
waiting
there
in your solitude.
watching us and missing out.
we
are missing
you
now.
They made you beautiful.
I brought you cold and alone.
(I've torn
your
heart out)
on the auction block ready to be sold.
the highest bidder any and all who wish to carry the burden of broken hearts and burning dreams.
Set me high,
upon
the mezzanine
in the ba
ck
reading a magazine
How
did
we
get
to
see
what
we
are
learning
to be?
How did it get to be that you are just learning to please?