| i hope you'll give. <3 |


nothing moremimed words and forgotten sentiments line the roof of my mouth, coat the backs of my teeth. tart coffee and cold toast are trying to make their way into my stomach, but the heaves just keep pushing them back out. soon there will only be tears inside of me, but at some point even they have to leave town; just like everyone else.nothing more
stumbled memories and fallen telephone messages are propelling me to the cupboard where i keep them. they are waiting for me, soon they will hug my stomach and cover the bloody lines. they will make it all better.
two, four, six, eight, ten; an even amount. the bitter taste falls down my throa


time holds nothingunderneath the trees, we are laying like golden beams hitting the floor in my attic; spot-lighting the dust particles, watching them twirl around in the air. we are laughing about that time when i told you i was serious and then screamed 'ice cream' and ran off; we are laughing about that time when you thought you were gay and then realized it was actually that you happened to like a really ugly girl that looked like a guy; we are laughing at nothing and everything.time holds nothing
is this the way it's supposed to be? should we be serious and watch the stars cave into the sky and turn the moon into the sun? should we be silly and giggle into tub


push and shove for some lovehere's a little heart for you,push and shove for some love
that you can hold onto, and say you've healed, when you only acted as a shield.
what'd you do with it, i never said that you could split, it open with your teeth, and kill what was beneath,
how do you say,
no for a day, when all they want, is their life in a different font.
you want to help them, instead of letting them condemn, others to their boring life, so you stab them with a knife.
life is not justifiable or good enough, and nothing is easy without being tough, and when


slammed in the doorwaywill you come home and write on the walls with me? write capital letters that scream secrets, small words that make up pictures of your eyes. sing songs while i draw your voice on the wall, write your words of worry. will you bring a marker and draw hearts on the doorjamb so when i slam the door, someone's heart breaks like mine does every time you leave.slammed in the doorway
will you paint permanent blood on the floor so that every time i slam that door, i step back, and blood bursts from my eyes. except it'll be clear. will you come into my room and laugh, or will you cry? or maybe both. i hope you stand still and time waits while i walk over to yo
| those things you beg of me <3 |


Just Not That Guyi'd like to be able to tell you that i think you're absolutely gorgeous or that when you talk it gives me chillsJust Not That Guy
that when i see you my stomach becomes a host for all sorts of fluttering critters all eager to escape by any means
that when you wave at me
it sends goose bumps down
my spine that then circle my my entire body and leaves me dy
| i want them to be mine. <3 |
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Frank
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