Archive for January, 2008
Oh, And This Is Real Too. “The Doody Family Website”
January 26, 2008Doody Enterprises. Oh My God, This Is Real AND Serious. Just Click…
January 26, 2008Eddie Vedder Wrote 4/20/02 For Layne Staley
January 19, 2008who sing just like him
feel free to do so now
cuz he’s dead
using, using, using
the using takes toll
isolation
just so happy to be one
sad to, sad to think
sad to think of him more
lonesome friend, we all knew
always hoped you’d pull through
no blame, no blame
no blame, it could be you
using, you can’t grow old using
so sing just like him, fuckers
it won’t offend him
just me
because he’s dead
The Best Lyrics Ever – Alice In Chains
January 18, 2008I live for you but Im not alive
Take my hand before I kill
I still love you, but, I still burn”
Thousand Eyes, A Fly
Lucky Then I’d Be
In One Day Deceased”
Killing Lonely – A Poem by nakedEric
January 1, 2008
I miss you baby. She hates me and it hurts. I hope this helps if you have feelings like this.
Killing Lonely
on a different plane of miracles she waits for me
the love I’ve ruined by trying too hard
she is an angel and i am in love with her
my love is a dangerous flame close to heaven
she is more than hating me. to her I am only a burden
but if my love is so pure, how can this be so?
The answer never comes even though I lie awake speaking to God every night.
I cried yesterday rolling through memories of a perfect romance
ours that ended in her silence and my fear of the world, myself. pain so hard, you know?
if I had only made a different choice. something better to make her
as happy as she should be. I somehow clipped her wings while trying to
make love to an angel. Never make this same mistake.
Her face is a dark relic of enlightened times, like a treasure left only for me.
her kiss pushed happy into my veins. I was clean and smooth like a baby
and like i baby i ruined moments by making a stink
i don’t care if you hate that analogy, it works for me
My enemy is loneliness that is a parasite inside of me making juice of my heart
I can only kill it by killing the host.
I can’t live without her, such a boring old blah
how many times have we heard this befah
On a different plane she smiles when my face is clear in her mind
somewhere else she loves me again and we’re married and fine
but this is my burden. my life without love and with only the
memory of how I’ve killed it
and replaced it with Lonely
such a muddy, putrid friend.
-E
