brokenquill

It slips through my fingers Grain by grain by grain These moments never linger But stay forever in my brain Precious opportunities That one fantastic soul That saw fit to share a room with me But I could not break the Cold Squandered for pride and cowardice I could not break my silence I could not shed my mask for this Nor control my Violence If my mouth could speak All my heart can feel I could climb the peak I could break the Wheel If I could only show you Inside my secret Heart I could finally hold you And that would be a start. T. A. Greenlee

This is when ambition breaks Screaming at the sky This is when you breathe the lake No reason to ask why Like the time I threw it all away I had gone so long without In the sunset of that dying day The prodigal son sets out And you followed the hearse A living, breathing epitaph Like some gypsy curse A stupid, screaming psychopath T. A. Greenlee

We're tiny people in giant cars Wth pretty lights In place of stars We've got beeping gadgets instead of beating drums We'll be watching television when the kingdom comes We're big fish in a small pond We're the swine before the pearls We are the tiny creatures Who control the world T.A. Greenle

My head was swimming, by all appearences I had slept with my best friend. "Mmm." Georgia's eyes fluttered open. "G-good morning," was all I could think to say. "Oh my God." "Yeah." "Did we-?" "Yeah." "Shit." "That's what I said." We sat in silence awhile, this was more than awkward. "Umm, Abe?" Georgia broke the silence. "Yeah?" "C-could you cover your eyes or something?" "Uh, yeah, sure," I averted my eyes while she dressed. "Abe, I gotta go," she looked confused, and unsure of herself, I'd never seen her like that. She always looked like she knew exactly what she was doing. "Wait, Georgia, maybe we should talk about this," I

"Georgia, what are you doing here?" "Nice to see you too," Georgia retorts with a grin. It's midnight, Wednesday, she's standing on my porch with that devil gleam in her eye. "We're going out." "I can't, I have to go to school tomorrow." "No you don't, you have to get dressed, you have to get in my car, and you have to get out more." *** I met Georgia a couple years ago, some party at some jock's house some girl dragged me into. By "met" of course, I mean she jumped into my car as I was leaving, pursued by several burly jocks and said "Drive!" I drove. "Who are you and what the hell is going on?" I was more than a little freak

We are all in love here We've got needle tracks and smiles The burn marks really compliment The vomit on the tile Here we have no bones to pick They were carried off by buzzards We gather here to feed upon The misery of others I'm in love with misery Don't need your sympathy All I need is misery Misery Misery Misery Don't need that psycho ward Eating pills and feeling bored All we have is thorazine Billy's drinking Listerine We're living on Amphetamines We're drinking the blood of the lost and cold We're dreaming of the Better dreams That we always dream when we're young and dumb Don't call me your pupil 'Cause I've