( A poem By Me)
Intoxicated Love
Sit back and feel the tears
Listen to the silence...I wont cry
Your voice invades my head intoxicateing my ears
Your image flashes past me like a stroke light
Like a drug, you are addictive and without I am dieing
Slow, painful, but the minutes still pass
I will make it
Listen to that song one more time each note bringing us closer
My pencil will write my exact emotions
Forced to fake a smile, even that being hard
I wonder what you are doing right now
Shakeing that thought out of my head...I wont cry
But your such an intoxicateing person
like the bottle in my studio ,I need my fix of you
No use....
Even my artificial bliss stands nothing campared to 30 seconds of you precence.
THE END
Singing and playing guitar for my band. Drawling, skatebourding, chillin with my real friends...cause all the rest can go to hell.....Died my tips blue!!!(hair)
I dont watch TV anymore
saw 1-5
almost any vampire book....some real deep peotry