and no boys to call :(

I care for you in secret ( Read more... )

tamela ( Read more... )

The sky is netting
Chinese watercolored trees
Your shade from darkness
Passes over me
Like eyeless black moons
That steal the clouds away
The sand cannot blow you from me,
Swimming through the stones-
It cannot wring false tears of you
Waves that only crash goodbyeWe, will close our eyes ( Read more... )

Never again will the sun stare into the window ( Read more... )

Against the hum of florecent walls
hems, sound like breaking shorelines...
unraveling in seems-
clothed, in the unconcious.
Static lingers in darkened corners,
making love to the soft glow of the television-
Fingers...
criss-crossed umong themselves,
dressed in smoke and cigarettes-
outstretching, in the blue of black.
Dark eyes whisper...
'Just ( Read more... )

Look-
behind your eyes-
Do you see what is growing there?
You are what is dead in most of the living-
You- are my walking dreams ( Read more... )

You saw the place
With the neon lights today...
but you didn't care,
because you were with me.
And you couldn't hear them laughing-
because you were too busy
listening to me sing.
You no longer have
use for neon lights-
Because you shine ( Read more... )

He said she wrote the saddest poem
when She showed showed it to a boy She knew-
She said she'd never felt so alone- She said,
'Here...rain only turns to snow.She was 'the darkest page' He'd ever seen ( Read more... )

What does your mind look like?
Is it a jumbled mass...of smoke, and color- like mine?
What do you see- when you look inside of me?
All the people that pass you by...I guess.
If you were an artist, would you ever be able- to make anything- that looks...like your lifeSing them into sadness? Turn them to colors made from tears ( Read more... )