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Monday, 29 August 2005

  • The night has fallen down the staircase
    an I for one has felt its bruises
    equilbrium;inebreated
    our social graces have been displaced
    as we sink deeper into the drink
    the volume increases
    nighttime resurects fault line
    silent wars rumble somewhere below
    the surfaces versus the surfaces versus
    the shoe is dropped lungs explode
    shards of words as of a shatered voice
    and theres still a hole where the phone was thrown
    the room is rising a revolution
    I close my eyes and the room is spining
    you're screaming sweatie the moon has raped me
    its left its seed like a tomb inside of me
    so i must learn to abort these feelings
    this romance is bleeding
    nighttime triggers the landmines
    bedrooms wounds lovers like brigadiers
    marching two by two marching two by two
    a soldiers down flood gates burst
    and ive said things i wish youve never heard
    like theres still a hole where the phone was thrown
    and its growing as we speak
    and its sucking us both in
    a vacuum of sorrow
    to swallow up the day


Friday, 08 July 2005

  • contrition ment sorry but now it means so much more.-

    "he reached his hands to the heaven as if they were there and if they could ever answer a prayer. how sad do you take me for."-erics quote for the day you can quote if you would like. if you like it it is yours.

    "but the one who prays for something has truly become the fool,becuase for these last breathes of life you will never get a second chance agian." now honestly there is nothing behind that one. im just making up my own shit now.

    "But im probably the worst of them why would you want a second chance with some sick contrition that never ment a god damn thing."

    so its 1:18 ill be up in a couple hours for another day in day out routin that really makes the mind wonder if this will be the rest of our lives. i mean working at quiznos 11-4 every damn day isn't anything to call a life. and we all want out of missouri i mean thats only if you set your goals to the moon i think thats the only way you will get anywhere out of this town. and the moon can be as far as cali. i heard there is a nice desert life out there right now. thanks cc(counting crows).

    i live next to the hosipital and tonight was the first night i have seen life flight come and pick someone up. i really hope there still alive. i just think of my grandmother huf.i miss her.

     

    vanity is a love sense. i know you get confused but everyone goes threw this trials of self truth and self abuse.

    i want to be....cured...drowend...and deep in this hole we have dug for our selfs.

     

Thursday, 07 July 2005

  • wait for the music

    "I Am Hollywood"

    Heather's gone
    She left a note
    "He is Legend" was all she wrote
    Go fetch the detective
    I think I've found something
    This isn't Heater's handwriting (that's right, I said it)

    Don't you talk to strangers?
    You know it leads to danger
    "I'm gonna be a big star some day

    The kidnapper is at the comfort Inn
    We'll find your daughter and we'll get revenge
    Record me / red carpet (burns)

    The reason the handsome one knocks on your door
    It's the candy, the paper, the blood on the floor
    It's the "diamonds and the pills"
    Leave my daughter alone!
    It's the glamour that kills
    "Dad, I'm not coming home"

    I AM HOLLYWOOD
    Watch where you point your finger
    I am Hollywood
    You better remember
    I am Hollywood

Wednesday, 06 July 2005

  • "we were doomed from the start as lovers are why am i doing this dig my own grave tho its shallow i would lie in it work down in the basement in the dark after we crashed your car hoping fast that my arrow would hit its mark so you know who we are. please keep the reporters at bay this is a matter of life and death but i deal with things like this everyday. please keep the reports at bay you never do what i till you to you never do what i say." yeah off to lawrence tonight. see you thursday maybe

     

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