halifander

I find that you are in glee of the angry as you think you know what life has to show i wish i was a better man spin magic in my hand tell the tales of never land and all things so grand so is it, isnt it may that i fall short or could it be in more the weight i support i guess i think i quit i'm wrong i'm confused i'm done

problems blistering through social order creating the nails in the tires of the blistering cars blasing through our bumpy roads institutions and comperable dealers finding their ways into our budget politically affluent businesses buzzing quarters and dimes make a rich man in time i see these things as one gun held to our heads without our oil and cars we'd simply be stuck in our beds we find ourselves in looking for the flaw the mispelled offense or the politically offensive we find our strength in the weakness of the wall when what is important we missed we forget to look at the wall we forget to look at its craftmanship w

I am so in crazy my mind is slipping lazy you absorb my mind when i see you i become blind i just cant understand like a drwaning man hit land why i cant breathe or act in ways i concieve i am so sick-love stars in crooked above i am stuck in overdrive or neutral downhill, no brakes... i only say this cus i know we are the couple of nehr'was still stuck here because i cant get my mind off you

we play these games with each other so such trist in a sence of security we laugh at each other but we know blushing with the blood of lost purity We create our fleeting empathy demonstrative of the eating curse we eviserate whats left of each other giving in, to make it hurt worse boys and girls are poison to each other and as much are the doctors and medicine to hurt is as much to recover we trace our lashings to kinky lovers

i cant believe the cut splicing the rut of the filth the developing infection the knife cuting soul like silk this maniacle plot the lies the web of intrigue this compartment clot i have this feeling in my gut it moves with a chivalrous steath everything that stood leveled out I peer out over the body i watch as i am mangled from a distance intangible was my heart this putrid predestination am I to become some level of acustom to this I wonder philosophy who is really being ...used the blade, or me the space between your hand and mine the space between your hand and the knife i guess betrayal does hurt the soul in

I see you every day. Your honest persuation, Giving me motivation, To hold my head high. What was once a person, Has now my heart in diversion. I have this when i'm close, When your presence stands post. This burns like a hot knife, Massages like a good wife, And keeps my soul in check. It kicks my heart to the deck. I had a dream last night; It let me know my fright. I'm so scared i shy from you, Yet all I want is close to you.

deviate my sences take me away down the yellowbrickroad pull my destiny say you'll be with me to destination unknown eve is commin' I'm still runnin' zero hour the choice to split the fork in the road zero hour i go...

i am finding a tether bonded leather my heart has not ever fought harder it reaches out from my chest to a dead grave at rest my dreams still arrest my best i never though i would begin and still stood as the tear fell out like blood still haunted like u wanted i long for but cant get you i hope ur glad this is the best time we ever had

in the wicked mist of furry, i seek out to reach the stars. i ache in a sense of hurry, as the star i reach for soars. the pixelized galxy is furrowing, as my fortitude starts to give. my perspective faded and blurring, still, i cant return to the hive. as my mind moves through the final fronteer, i all but find i disappear. i move so fast holding my breath, lost i am my dear.... i feel my end is near....

saw you in a sweet november i cant quite say that i remember how it felt of you on my brow yet my dreams you haunt somehow

I guess you could call this regression         Like diving off a cliff And not knowing when you'll hit rock bottom Only knowing that when you do it won't be         "Made it, Ma. Top of the world!" Instead you'll feel like the last drops of beer Being sucked down by the alcoholic mosquito          Known as corporate America.

here they sit. here they run. dreams fall                 fall                       shatter into broken glass glass reflect myriads of colors of prisms onto white walls alone. one      by          one they all fade.

Fishnets, Fake Tan & False Smiles everyone needs a hand to hold someone to replace the cold "Not me!" Concluded with a smirk and a vodka shot. "I've got my friends!"   who believe your pretences and don't question the tenses "You guys are all I need!" Down goes another, obliterating reason. "Lets have fun tonight!" but how on earth is fun defined when constantly haunted by the hands of time "What do I look like?" Sarcastic remarks make for a playful punch. "You're such bullies!" the words gnaw at low self-esteem and interrupt already fitful dreams "Right, lets go!" Down another shot, checking her reflection. "Re

girl's got a beautiful heart of acacia               w e a v e s  through her garden with smiles of yellow She smiles her smiles, they're seeds to blooms, and every time she finds herself tangled in him. She'll drop nickels and dimes 'till he finds himself rich but love is unfair, and she is left as a background ornament a penny among his toes, because she is not his price to pay. She finds her heart likes to tangle in his spiderweb's love, but he spins his affections for spiderflower girls, while she waits his yellow acacia home. It's love, and the way

our lives were just two fucked up tales of disappointment and lies. we could always just brush off the weight of it all because it never meant a thing. but you're gone now, and the silence only grows, and soon enough i began to hear the echo of our long forgotten laughter reverberating off the emptiness of my skull. --- i can still feel the warmth of your body. what it had felt like to be so wrapped up in each other. and when i can feel the recollections of you push down on me, sometimes i think the airy scent of what you used to smell like is drifting slowly through my nose, myself you only said good night, but i knew you meant goodby