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Wanting to bleed out all the pain.
Wanting to let go of all the feeling.
Tired of feeling so fucking insane.
Tired of being strong always dealing.

Tried taking pills but I always wake.
Pulled the trigger but it was blanks.
Sick of living no more can I take.
Waiting I want to join deaths ranks.

I am tired of being this pathetic me.
I am sorry for nothing I am alone.
Sick of being strong cant you see.
Sick of living in this somber tone.

Goodbye to the world on which i live.
You've taken my hope no more to give.
no comments | Posted on Oct 06, 2008 10:49 am
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Darkness.

Darkness engulfs all consuming and destroying all around.
Hiding in the mass letting it take complete control of me.
Slinking deeper inside it never again wanting to be found.
Becoming one with the nothing till you can no longer see.

No more feeling no more pain or hate, oblivion is so sweet.
Wanting to lose all my senses and mind in this far off place.
Surrounded by the lonely cold away from that crowded heat.
Here in this emptiness, you cant see the tears on my face.

No more can I deal with the outside, and its endless pain.
I will sit here and commiserate alone and desperate state.
Wanting everything to bleed out and leave no ugly stain.
Hoping and praying for the end of time in darkness I wait.
no comments | Posted on Oct 04, 2008 08:51 pm
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Desire.

Beauty radiates from deep within her being.
She is the my sun, my moon, and my stars.
She makes it possible to see without seeing.
She is like Helen, the reason men wage wars.

I would walk the burning desert to see her smile.
I would face eternal darkness to touch her hand.
For her I would walk the world over, mile after mile.
She is the owner of my heart, for her alone I stand.

Her desire is what I want to give to make her mine.
She stole my heart the moment we met in this place.
Everything about her is so graceful, stunning, and divine.
My dreams every night are haunted by her heavenly face.

I would wait a million years to hold her close to me.
She is everything I want and all that there is to be.
no comments | Posted on Oct 04, 2008 07:40 pm
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For you

Your soft, seductive sweet eyes seem to dance and scream.
As if your smile ignited a fire behind those beautiful panes.
Seeing this miracle is compares to not but the sweetest dream.
And seems as pure and pleasant as springs first rains.

The moments we have shared, good and bad, are locked away.
Remembered and talked about as if they were a time long gone.
All that matters now isn’t event the future; It is about today.
Sometimes to everyone it seems to just to damn hard to go on.

You are strong willed and independent, two great ideals.
You are crafty and creative, what a wonderful gift.
See yourself through my eyes you would enjoy how it feels.
To just be around you, always gives me such a lift.
no comments | Posted on Oct 03, 2008 07:12 pm
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for you you know who you are.

Dark eyes that haunt my mind.
A voice that echoes on my soul.
A special someone i couldn't find.
Winning her heart my only goal.

Her beauty is more then skin deep.
Nothing more precious then her smile.
I would kill anyone who makes her weep.
For her love I'd trudge mile after mile.

Alas together we can never be more.
I will keep my heart in my own hand.
But if she ever asks I will wage a war.
For her I will always take a hard stand.

She knows who she is at least i hope.
She will always be number one to me.
Always in my dreams bound with rope.
Dreams the only way we will ever be.
no comments | Posted on Sep 06, 2008 02:15 pm
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Dust

Each tiny spec of dust gets blown away
Just like the wind causes leaves to sway
Then they just settle again and wait.
They are victims of an unknown and cruel fate.
Blown into someone’s eyes they cause tears.
Some stay and get stepped on by feet.
So no matter what they will lose.
This isn’t the life they would choose.
Its almost funny that life’s so cruel.
Murphy’s law is the only rule.
Its all a game and we are the fool
no comments | Posted on Jul 23, 2008 09:21 pm
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Sweet Sleep

Sweet sleep falls slowly for the man
So, shortly he uses his own means
His mind flashing with bitter scenes
Know one can tell him why it’s so hard
But never once has he drawn the high card
He tries his best but it’s never enough
No tears will shed cause he is to be tough
With the pain comes slight relief
He knows his actions will cause no grief
No empty hugs, kisses, or goodbyes
In his last conscious breath he sighs,
“Sweet sleep falls slowly on the man”
no comments | Posted on Jul 23, 2008 09:14 pm
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