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life is killing me
Thursday, 24 February 2005
sorry to say
Topic: the artist within?
(c'mon c'mon) x2

it's in the way that you move
giving me up in the end
it's like a total loss in control
and you felt...
dead my friend

(c'mon c'mon) x2

it's the shine that's in your eye
like a blanket on the stars
then there nothing left to prove
because your really dead inside

(c'mon c'mon)
it's right now, right now
(c'mon c'mon)
why aren't you breathing
(c'mon c'mon)
i can't bear to
(c'mon c'mon)
then suddenly you stopped

i like the feeling from inside
i can feel it pulling you away
can you hear me from inside
or have you run away
it's like the turning in your mind
and the cloudy pitch black skies
i think i finally know the answers
i'm the one who's dead inside

(c'mon c'mon)
it's right now, right now
(c'mon c'mon)
why aren't you breathing
(c'mon c'mon)
i can't bear to
(c'mon c'mon)
then suddenly you stopped

lack of control by 6yearsgone at 6:33 PM PST
Updated: Friday, 25 February 2005 3:43 PM PST
Wednesday, 1 December 2004
11:45 am
Topic: the artist within?
infinite sadness,
light hits my eyes,
sheltering laughter,
covers thick air in lies,
little left in matter,
little left at all,
teardrops fall and shatter,
echos throughout the halls,
dark blankets silence,
misty air dissolves,
the night bringing comfort,
heeds my desperate calls.

lack of control by 6yearsgone at 12:24 PM PST
Updated: Wednesday, 1 December 2004 12:27 PM PST
Monday, 2 August 2004
new "poetry"
Topic: the artist within?
new poem... check it out!

my head binds,
twisted in lies,
deceives me in time.

promises were, always and should never be.
promises are all but fondled and broken.

ringing in the hall,
for me to run to and fall,
i have always been blind.

a lovers trip did pay the toll and how.
a lovers heart decayed in mold, sour and cold.

lost in a haze,
foolish and amazed,
the crowd chants and then fades.

a heart to a still born life in a shallow man.
a heart left to bleed out, drained and blow away with the sand.

- the blind mans insight

lack of control by 6yearsgone at 10:36 PM PDT
Monday, 19 July 2004
5 minute plan
Mood:  lazy
Topic: the artist within?
so,
i haven't really sat down and drawn anything in a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time, and boy, do i mean a long time. i suppose i sit and "doodle" from time to time... but that's not what i'm talking about here... . i usually draw what i consider... oh, CRAP! i dunno, i have tried to draw many times yet i usually end up ripping the project up and/or throwing it away.

same thing as if i sat down to write a song or jot down some poetry, which kinda sucks since i need to be "inspired" to sit and start it anyway.

anyways. . . here's the plan... (plan = immediate failure) after we move, hopefully this friday or sooner, i will "plan" to set aside some time to just sit down and let "whatever" just flow out. it's hard for me to sit down and try to do something.... my mind goes blank/empty. when i DOdraw something, if you visit my site and go to eye candy, it's usually a face.

WHY?? you ask. NOT A CLUE. it's just what it is and the way it comes out.... .

blah blah blah ballllllllllllllllllllllaaaaaaahh h. ... .. the moment. .. ... fleeting..

oh' well (sighs)

lack of control by 6yearsgone at 5:33 PM PDT

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