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Name: pablo
Country: United States
State: Kansas
Metro: Topeka
Birthday: 10/5/1981
Gender: Male


Interests: real people and art in all shapes and forms. people watching and not in a perverted way. learning new and useless things, and meeting new lives and all the others i missed, anything that can put a smile on a persons face, and lets not forget changes lives or ideas
Expertise: living with pain and in a world of lies.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: slave


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Member Since: 7/22/2005

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Sunday, October 18, 2009

it looks as if i will be moving to another city. kansas city to be exact. going from a somebody to a nobody in a matter of seconds. i hope i find what im looking for in this move. just me against the world. again. im way nervous cause i will have no one and no money to start. i dont know what else to do but try. i will have no food and no money and in a city full of professional bums, im one wrong move from joining them. i have never been the for faith but something has to give. drownding in a sea of make-believe.


Friday, September 25, 2009

an empty flask...

dont ask dont tell, my body is a hollow shell.

        i am an empty flask...

no sing no dance, my dreams will never have their chance.

       i am a bone dry flask...

i drowned in drink i drowned to sink, i think i thought i thought a think.

        my flask is desert dry.

 in laymens terms curls with no perm, hope is the same as soft firm.

       my flask is dehydrated.

remove refill, i will some day roll up hill.

      is your flask an empty cast.

contain sustain, i will return from which i came.

       cast my bone dry empty flask into the dehydrated desert for i am empty.

.....i just dont get it.......


Tuesday, July 07, 2009

a violent ending is my fate.

    a rabid dog with an open gate.  

               a heart cried shut.

     your a pirate of a slut.

free to be enslaved.

      your soul i engrave.

            lucky to be touched

      dragged into a loud hush.  

drastic drout

       drowding trout.

       yoga sturdy stance.

   art is your only chance.

PLEASE CREATE!!!


Sunday, June 21, 2009

12 in the clip, with his twin on my hip.

check your lip, before you take your final sip.

 

death or dead.  your soul is what you shed.

 

ghost in a jar, your a dim lit star

 cuz dead is what you realy are.

 

death or dead. its living i dread.

 

planet or man, niether one has a plan.

nevermind...if you really think about it. in america, you have no choice but to be a slave. they just thought of new ways to make it more tolerable. if you want to die, (honestly) u cant, and anyone who helps you automaticaly turns into a budget increase. roughly 30,000. thats your blue book value. thats what you are, thats what your kids are and their grandkids will be. if you tamper with any of those numbers you will become a missing person or you will be assasinated or a statistic (wrong place at the wrong time). it just depends on how far up the ladder you make it. do what you want but we will take you free will.

 

 


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

pushed to the max and tired of trying. im ripe for a bride but stranded at the finish. i gave my all and got taken for granted. dragged through gravel and salt, i have no feelings. i hate this fucking world. i hate poeple. i hate life. i dont want it. i dont want it. i dont. i willingly open the cage. rage has its rule now. fuck humanity.



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