

my childWhen I wake from dreaming youre in my arms and the scent of your hair overwhelms memy child
Your breath slow and deep as waves calms the frantic ebb and flow of my own
In this moment you are Forever My child
But when the dawn comes and forces my eyelids apart you fade as the morning mist ceases hugging the road
and I wait for the night to deliver you again


"we have pills for that"I haven't slept in about a week it's just like the old days except I can't blame it on one too many lines of cocaine"we have pills for that"
I told the doctor
I was afraid to dream that I saw faces of tomorrow of evil
of eternity and he laughed
as if eternity didn't exist on my eyelids


tattoo.I have painted stars and ships And waves and womentattoo.
Upon my childish flesh. I have inked a story Drawing bones to cover skin
My mother said it made me look Like a cheap whore From a dirty motel Where she would be afraid To touch the bed.
I never really felt beautiful be begin with
I was covering myself in art The same way we put up paintings In the Living room last fall To distract from the
plainness Of the walls

Haven't been to EA in awhile. What a shame.
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