http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/ Loves Little Lie Thu, 12 Jan 2006 19:25:00 PST http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2006. Poetry Art Music http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/10.html Tue, 12 Oct 2004 13:38:55 GMT I know that God is looking down on me. Wondering if I will ever become the man I am supposed to be Wasted years pass me by like I was standing still This warmth of life that beckons is still nothing more then a brisk chill. I look around and all that I see Is sadness, loneliness, death and broken hearts that are staring back at me. I think its time for me to die Give my blessings to those who deserve because my life has been one big lie. I know God is looking down on me. Wondering if I will ever become the man I am supposed to be. I stand still, as... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=10 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/12.html Fri, 03 Sep 2004 19:10:31 GMT I helped carry the things down the stairs and load into her little pick up truck. I placed the Dresser Drawer in the bed and latched it up. I turned around to watch her walk up the stairs to our apartment. I guess I should say my apartment now. It was a hot day midway through July. I walked the stairs picturing all the things that might happen in the course of the next few minutes. i slowly walked up to the door and opened it. She was standing there in deep thought it seems, remembering if she forgot anything, if that makes any sense to you. "Are you missing anything?" I asked her. "I... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=12 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/11.html Fri, 30 Jul 2004 13:03:25 GMT Got Christina's STRIPPED CD... Yeah I know its GAY. But I like her voice and she is a hot little ho bag. But I forgot how good "Fighter" is... so heres the lyrics. When I, thought I knew you Thinking, that you were true I guess I, I couldn't trust 'Cause your bluff time is up 'Cause I've had enough You were, there by my side Always, down for the ride But your, joy ride just came down in flames 'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mmhmm After all of the stealing and cheating You probably think that I hold resentment for you But, uh... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=11 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html Mon, 14 Jun 2004 15:51:57 GMT Yeah its a far way off, but for the first time in like 2 years I heard this song. It hits me like a ton of bricks... there is no song that will destroy me quicker then this one. I got through the first chorus on the Yahoo Launch Radio... and I shut it off, I couldn't take it. See that was going to be our wedding song. Even though I never proposed exactly, I had a ring on "layaway" at Reeds jewelry... me and melissa used to talk about the wedding etc. Valentines would be the theme with "our song" being well... Valentine by Jim Brickman and Tina McBride. So here are the... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=9 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/8.html Mon, 24 May 2004 15:38:54 GMT The Voice I miss Is the one that no one hears. Loneliness has no face for there is no one to see it. A life filled with joy comes to an end with silence. No one to mourn the past Very few to remember the tears. The mask of emptiness is worn by all at some point. For the unfortunate it is worn for a lifetime. Every tear that falls is unheard, unfelt and unseen. For the life of the lonely there are no open arms. The Voice I miss Is the one that no one hears. A voice that can't speak A life that simply fades away. http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=8 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/7.html Wed, 21 Apr 2004 12:25:52 GMT Everyday that goes by Every smile that fades is just another something that I don't deserve. The love of my family the love of my friends is a priceless thing that I don't deserve. I have realized my blessings and cherish them everyday but I just don't beleive it is something I deserve. I will harbor these things close to me and my heart and I thank God... For the things I don't deserve. http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=7 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/2.html Sat, 10 Apr 2004 14:15:55 GMT When its quarter to four in the morning, you always seem to think of the weirdest things. I hate not being able to sleep. When things weigh heavy on your mind, you tend to lose your rythm. My Rythm is shot. Its march 2, 2004 and I am publishing this in late February. Its not very good... but I would like to keep it none the less. Quiet is the word of the lonely when all is calm, all is usually empty. There is no pun nor any adjective to describe the emptiness that lives here. The soft padding of the cats is such a soft and quiet sound. But seems like a stampede in a house... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=2 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/5.html Sun, 28 Mar 2004 14:45:17 GMT The more the day progresses even more so the month I realize my vision was of truth The world around me flourishes with spring, with life, with love but I appear to be stuck in the winter quiet, drab and very cold. My guess becomes a truth it seems that my worth is not enough my existance shrouded, hidden I try and pull myself away but the snow is just too deep. Counterfeit people will survive they will even flourish It is what the world is based on no truth, no honesty, no real love because the candy words of evil forged people will win out. As I stand,... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=5 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/6.html Thu, 25 Mar 2004 14:47:27 GMT If you listen intently and do not make a sound. In fact, hold your breath this sound can barely be heard almost as silent as Death. It appears to be muffled hidden in a dark corner frightened to be found hushing itself and it dares not make a sound. I have heard this noise inside of me before like a shadow that is waking it is just the sound of my heart breaking. Fimiliar. Taunting. Unescapable. http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=6 http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/archive/3.html Tue, 23 Mar 2004 14:44:06 GMT I don't like the pressure of beingexact with Poetry, so sometimes I just kinda blend my thought process and mood and poetry all in one and hopefully come up with somethign worth while. I have been hidden in the darkness away for no one to see. I beleive it was a mistake, but not that I have made. In hopes of intamacey and grandeur immediately results in nothing short but the lasting effects seemed, it was felt by only one. No wool was put over my eyes I knew the wolf, I knew the sheep but the smallest chance of hope still lingered in my mind. That linger has... (more) http://loveslittlelie.blogdrive.com/comments?id=3