Tag: life
member name: Wade A.
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November 14, 2007 11:39 PM EST --
I cast a calming shadow,
During maneuvers in the night.
Stirring the inner sanctuary,
Of your most suppressed delights.
You listen to the calming voices, . . .
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December 11, 2007 09:55 AM EST --
Dancing in the madness at the midnight mausoleum
The spirits yell their curses at a life that's so contrived
I feel their presence here but I just can't see them
There are no street signs to . . .
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December 12, 2007 06:11 AM EST --
Suffocated by the burden of life from which there is no reprieve
Gazed upon by the curious hiding behind the stares of mediocrity
Digging in the bag of seven deadly sins in search of pleasure or truth . . .
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December 19, 2007 08:59 AM EST --
Recluse for a reason or refuse of treason?
Ponderings for another day.
We tend to whatever solace we can salvage,
Temporarily Keeping the Hellhounds at bay.
Mired in a constant state of vigilance, . . .
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November 24, 2008 10:54 AM EST --
Truth and trepidation trapdoor,
Liberated thoughts spill liquid and livid,
Onto naked floor.
Human stains . . .
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November 28, 2008 09:58 PM EST --
Dirty car lies and a shotgun smell,
This is where the blues band plays your tune.
I wasn’t coming to see you but they altered . . .
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November 09, 2008 05:22 PM EST --
I've watched you for days perched in your cozy nest,
Picking the right time to quietly introduce myself.
We've been eye to eye but we have never met,
We think alike albeit we wish unto each . . .
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December 16, 2007 02:32 AM EST --
Bequeathed the miracle I held in my hands
Blind to the suffering that comes with time
I held aloft the chalice disregarding the consequence
Striving for lost love I left myself behind
Casting spells . . .
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November 12, 2008 02:36 PM EST --
Alone in my tomb, I ponder.
I’m an open book, but they cannot read,
An open dialogue, just misunderstood.
What does . . .
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June 24, 2008 10:04 PM EDT --
Heroin is not chic.
It is not pretty... I miss you Sarah.
A maiden's beauty shall be realized
on the faithfulness captured,
encapsulated and born,
from her awakening. . . .
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April 02, 2008 06:27 AM EDT --
Touch down earth and float up again,
Hoping this dance will never end
Currency flows through my veins
Numb to the world I refute my hopeless soul,
Wracked with pain and mired in agony
We come . . .
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July 21, 2008 10:12 AM EDT --
I originally submitted this in November 2007 and only had one reader (Thank you Heather). Since I've been on here for a while now, I thought maybe it would get a little more recognition than . . .
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December 21, 2007 08:42 AM EST --
Despondency sets in with its torrent of mixed emotion
Ill-fated harbinger of mental ambiguity
Smoldering the fires of imagination and creation
With its wet cloak of deception and misconceived notions . . .
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February 04, 2008 10:24 AM EST --
You lie in piss as all sleeping dogs must lie
Abhorrent abomination of individual, thoughts of you burn my skin like lye
Spouting defecating ideals from your garbage bag of interpretations
You chose . . .
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January 28, 2008 11:17 AM EST --
Serving the wretched indignant and upper class
Who solve problems looking through the bottom of a glass
Turn out the light on an abhorred past
Canonized to be ceaselessly tender
Baptized to the pretender . . .
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January 23, 2008 07:40 AM EST --
When all the dreams you held inside
Slowly fade, wither, and die
When the hope you viewed as a beacon light
Subsides and withdraws into the darkest night
Dwell in deep . . .
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February 19, 2008 07:21 AM EST --
Tonight I learned something about myself.
I love me and no one else.
Stay outside the lines but listen closely,
Ponder these words I say politely, succinctly,
There is nothing new about today, . . .
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May 25, 2008 06:14 PM EDT --
My mind spins in time
Haunted by past explosions
That tear me apart
Wade A.
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June 10, 2008 11:16 AM EDT --
I've seen the place where all the good men die,
Now I'm all alone except for the boy inside.
The clouds are growing darker and I can't retreat.
Running against the wind futilely accepting . . .
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January 25, 2008 06:51 AM EST --
Cellophane sirens always talking at me
Heads in the clouds, boisterous and too loud
Sometimes I wish it were yesterday when I feel like this
Touching hands over someone's heart, feeling a warm . . .
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