Crunched in the corner
of a January night...
It's hard looking at the past
Knowing we'll never get it back...
You win some you lose some,
like a hand of poker chips...
No fanfares, no trumpets
No choirs of angels sang...
My cold leather couch
placed in the middle of this...
Hear in my head the screaming,
feel in my heart the breaks...
The memories of you
Are engraved within my heart...
December 12, 2009 at 6:47pm
I didn't realize that life could have such a...
Only one bulb is playing its harp....
rims of serenity's lost friend...
Time's been like a tornado
fleeting through my fingers yet...
I feel you deep within me:
Burden, blessing, beast, or beauty...
This is a poem about the dangers of prostitution...
Sitting alone listening to the emptiness in my...