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The Truth About David |
Monday, December 11
I can't say what is keeping me up or rather, keeping my down at the start of my day. So I wake up at 1pm and wonder what to do. Is there anything to do? Make money-sure. But is a slow and measured process that takes liittle time. Litttle time here and there. No I search for something big and meaningful. I prowl my dwelling for clues that will lead me back to the old me. The one who never let himself get taken for a ride; always made the best deal. Sad to say: he is gone and I'm all that's left. Still unsure of the vaule I bring. So I battle pain, on and on, and on. Then I lurk at my desk and drown in cyberspace. Go WoW! But it's 5am. Too late and too tired, I creep into back for some snuggles before work comes calling. There is a reason to it I just don't know what it is right now. Soon,though soon... | |
What is this?
Getting fondled by the hand of fate but still not pressing charges Who I be
Just a man, trapped in Yonkers and seeking understaning. Recent Rumblings
Running out of words She stares The word it was Hello Sunny, let's lift your veil This empty/Full of nothing Helllroe! Grasping at rain drops All I do The fog Woof GoHere:
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