It's been so long since I've been by myself
And I need this more than you will ever know
People like you and me never felt the breeze
People like you and me will never know the easy way
I scream into the wind and laugh
As the words slap me in the face
I would gladly trade a lifetime of convenience
For and honest day or two
It's just not the same when you're staring
Into a perfect golden sunset
And thinking about how you sold your soul
To send the rain away
It's been so long since I've stood on my two feet
I'd really rather lay here and pretend
But people like you and me never get that peace
It comes from denying that everything is so screwed up
It's so screwed up
I stand on a building and throw up my arms to the sky
I swallow my pride and admit
That it's not always best to understand the reason why
It's just not the same when you wake up in the morning
With a smile on your face
When you know you lied yourself to sleep to make it better
To make it better
- slower...
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5storiesburning- June 12th, 2:22
- saturated glass...
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- 5storiesburning
- June 12th, 2:20
i haven't had the energy to create....
who knows when it will come back...
her dress appears to be covered in frost...
and the glass of scotch she carries like a cross...
you just have to see her...
bathing in the street light....
its all i can do....
down a narrow hallway...
of thin ice...
covered in eggshells....
- into the ground...
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- 5storiesburning
- April 27th, 19:23
what a night for a dance, you know that im a dancing machine...
with the fire in my bones, and the sweet smell of kerosene
i got lost in the night so high i dont want to come down...
to face the loss of the good thing i have found
in the dark of the night i could still hear you calling my name...
with the hardest of hearts, i still feel full of pain
so i drink and i smoke, and i ask you if your ever around...
even though it was me who drove us right in the ground
- we bury our dead at dawn...
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- 5storiesburning
- April 13th, 22:34
I found the answer,…in the backseat of my car….
You should have never given me the right-away …
It’s a self-sense of worth…
The south Is mine,…I roped the sunset and rode it down to mexico
Here’s you one chance son,…don’t let me down….
You could be everything I was…(n’t)
Turned-loose, in a garden overgrown…
I said I wouldn’t be back, but oh I’m coming back…..
And you’d better be alone….
I’m a blindman,…in a dark room….and I’m looking for that black cat…
To set fire to the heart that’s on fire!.!!!..!!...\
My plastic thoughts melt to the heat of the radiation….
Shake it mama!!!,….like never before….
The canyon of paper, the glamour that steals, the diamond that kills,…
I am the thrill….
The ransom, that knocks on your door…leave my love alone…
It’s the message that says,….”I’m not coming home”
I’m gonna lay with a ghost by my side….
And let the birds take to the sky….
The country side weeps…as fitting for the homeland as it is….
Danny boy calls me daily….
Rise,…river,…rise….
Surround me with cold water….
If we could only touch from a distance….
Atleast It wouldn’t hurt….
Do mice of men get a second chance?
Third,….fourth,….or fifth?????
Cliché”….”fade to black”
Look at this,…the “messy” spiritual,…still with no answers….
The shimmer of your face alone….
Even at the last glance….
Enough for a lifetime!!!!
Whatever would I do with no more mornings with you???
SUFFER,…SUFFER….SU..FF…..E..R…..SUF….F…E
R……….SU…….F…….FER…..S…UFF…..ER…… FOREVER!!!
From the autumn,………..
To the ashes……
The winter is what keeps the beat….
A cold summer with you beats any winter I’ve ever had….
So what’s the game???
Who’s to gamble, who to blame???
I think I’m gonna fold….
A game of chance with hearts is no game I want to play…..
No sport in people’s misery….
You’re a catch, baby!!!!
Even with your back against the wall….
Don’t let anyone tell you different….
If this is what love is….
Then I’ve succeeded….
Bury me in smoke….
Take me home….
Tejas is where I lay….
Come all ye lost….
And dive into moss….
I hope my sanity finds you lost….
In the gallows….
In the rust….
In the ashes.
Stay with me….
Hang around…….
In the lost and found…
No way we’ll find nothing….
I’m in love, with the world….
Through the eyes of a girl…..
Who’s still around, the morning after….
- born with a moustache and a supernova...
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- 5storiesburning
- April 13th, 21:59
cordially yours....
patience is an asset...
anger is a gift....
alpha......
omega......
what happens in between.....
the truth......
the light.....
the path......
the way.....
i like your mess you've made....
if we only had one day....
one day left in a thousand.....
the last few days of summer are like that last few days of warmth....
before eyes turn gray.....
and we all remember what it was like to feel awake....
but there will be a day....
when summer's over....
this garden is over....
DEAD ROSE
- beginnings of the pub song...
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- 5storiesburning
- March 30th, 19:07
i make server's wage, and i'm underpaid...
fingers to the bone, cuz i work like a slave...
as i count my tips, my teeth start to grit...
maybe tonight i'll do it like the brits...
i'll have bourbon and pints, i don't have a plan...
a harp, a bass, maybe a wee dram...
im drinking at the pub tonight
whoa....o....o..
- with my feet dangling out the window...
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- 5storiesburning
- March 24th, 4:00
i was standing on the edge of a perforated sphere...
when the clouds above opened up...
and the water filled every hole...
making islands where no islands should go...
you can't tell me my birth right....
your genocide death right....
you can't turn blood into wine...
i thought it less like a lake...
and more like moat...
i feel so out of context...
in this gaudy apartment complex...
don't feed me lies about some idealistic future...
i can't fix the tide, if you keep tearing out the sutures...
boom, pat, bu du pat,.....boom, pat, bu du pat....
march!!!
march!!!
march!!!
to the beat of a different drum...
to the plucks of my heart-strings...
til you think you're finished and done...
now on to the smell of spring...
i cast the longest shadows ever cast...
with deep breath's and fresh-cut grass...
through a conduit of mistakes...
deposited...
into a lake of failure...
filtered,...
into a canteen of sadness...
dripped,...
onto a desert of cancer,...
but i loved you....
from the ashes to the dust...
in a graveyard of hearts....
- paranoia...
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- 5storiesburning
- March 22nd, 2:31
season's victim.....
season's victim...
i'm aware,....i'm happy to say....
you'll fi9nd
- bound to happen
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- 5storiesburning
- March 20th, 1:25
bumps and bruises,...
experience and tragedy to last two lifetimes...
crossroads can be so deceptive...
i see reflective tape at the light...
merge left,...merge left!!!!
but i need to go right....
right is where it rains...
where i wan't to be...right...
the thrill of that kiss pales in comparison....
in comparison to the agony of your absence...
your silhouette, with a cigarette,....
here's the gamble, place your bet....
seven come seven....
seven come seven...
trust me, put it all on black...
i want to be inspired...again...
cheers darlin'...to inspiration...
a toast...to shortcomings...
- "the spirit" and the dove
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- 5storiesburning
- March 19th, 1:38
smoke your heart out...till the climax of continence
your faith was strong, but you needed proof...
you saw him bathing, on the roof...
now, i've been here and i've been there...
in tennessee, i ran bare...
but i've never traveled the miles of your spirit...
i lay in the sand, and i lay in the bed...
but thoughts of you dancing, forever in my head...
if that day were'a coming, not a day too late...
"someone" had their hand in it, some would call it fate...
- epitaph records
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- 5storiesburning
- March 19th, 1:36
now,...the best label...with the signing of every time i die, thursday, and the release of the last three converge albums, not to mention the landmark releases of the past,...(bad religion, offspring, error,...ring a bell anyone...), moves them from number three to number one on my list of favorite labels....as if anyone gives a shit....
- the painter's daughter
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- 5storiesburning
- March 13th, 20:12
i don't know if im wrong
cuz she is only just gone....
here's to another relationship bombed by my excellent breed of the awful disease
here's to the man with his face in the mud....
what makes her come
what makes her stay
what makes the animal run away...
what makes him stall
what makes him stand
what shakes the elephant, now and.....
what makes a man.....
i dont know anymore....
she cried when she should
and laughed when she could....
closer to god is the one who's in love....
and i walk away cause i cant...
to many options may kill a man...
Loving fine if it's not in your mind
loving is good if it's not understood....and....I.....well.......maybe i'll......
FUCK IT!!!!!
- hmmm...
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- 5storiesburning
- March 13th, 19:39
got a new life.
im tired
im reading again.
i want to paint.
im singing again.
im still drinking alot.
i will soon be eating worms.
i miss people that use to be part of my life.
im tired of waking up tired.
im trying to get better at life.
im failing at previous line daily.
i am happy though.
i am trying things from a distance.
i am still selfish, hence the i's.
i wish i could change the way ive treated certain people in the past.
i realize im very difficult. most of the time.
i wonder if anyone even reads this anymore.
i am currently kicking my feet.
i want a very terribly decorated house.
i want to decorate said house.
i wish i had more to say today.
i wish i didn't think that the fact i just rhymed was so funny.
i am grateful to those who are grateful of me.
i am tired of not working.
i do enjoy my time, good or bad, with her, so whatever.
i dont use drugs?
i wish i had stayed in school.
i will update this more.
i probably won't.
i wan't to be a fashion icon, but on my own terms.
i live life hard all the time.
i live life out of control most of the time.
i love.
i hate.
i hate when i hurt.
i wish i knew faith.
i wish i knew why i hurt.
i wish i didn't know everything about anything.
i wish i knew something about anything.
i wish i didn't panic over what i am eating for lunch.
i wish things weren't delicate.
i wish they weren't gray.
i want people to think i am as cool as i think i am.
i don't feel so cool anymore.
i wish i was the tide.
i wish i were a pill.
i want to make people feel better.
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- 5storiesburning
- May 12th, 2005
today's kind of odd,...my friend andy is going away and i will miss him dearly,...i am also 75% sure that im moving to austin to tour with a band,....that's crazy,....im bamboozled today....
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- 5storiesburning
- May 8th, 2005
i took my mom a dozen roses at three o'clock in the morning last night/morning,...it was very tiring and i drank the whole way there and back,...for those who don't know, its a two hour trip,...now im at work, pissed and hungover,...the shit we do for our mom's,...like they ever did anything for us,...childbirth!???!!pff, whatever,...Krystal, i really hope your mom got some fingerpaint for mothers day,...ask justin
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- 5storiesburning
- May 5th, 2005
I am: the undiscovered prodigy. It's a nice feeling to break someone's heart. Let's fall in love baby. Could you please hold me and whisper lovely things in my ear? All I want is to feel like I mean something. Touch me. Don't be afraid, I don't bite. Walk through my door, I see you standing there with a gun to my head. I can tell you've fallen now darling. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. We can start over. Just promise not to break me.
But the sun is cold - the sky is wrong
The stars are black - the night is gone
The world is still - the space is stopped
The time is out - the day is dropped
The house is dark - the room is scarred
The boy is stiff - the bed is hard
The blood is thick - the head is burst
The taste is dry - the kiss is thirst
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- 5storiesburning
- April 30th, 2005
saw some old friends last night, felt like old times, i miss the ltv days,....not just the playing, but the fun
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- 5storiesburning
- April 29th, 2005
work,...drink,...eat.....3a.m.........work,...eat........drink.......drink alot........eat.......drink alot more.........eat.........sleep
the following has been a passage from the chronicles of the last three days by michael pierce
- hunger grows
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- 5storiesburning
- April 26th, 2005
its 2 oclock, and im starving,...my stomach is eating itself from the inside,...i don't know how much longer i will be on this earth,...everyone give me your love and goodbyes, or bring me a corndog,....
- hmmm...
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- 5storiesburning
- November 23rd, 2004
hi.............................................................................. ........................................ ......bye
