brianna vega
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after a first love.A Poem by brianna vegaihave this deep deep desire to want my old love to feel right in anothers arms like i once felt with you no i dont want you back but i want the .. |
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early morning one in the psycodelic hospital.A Story by brianna vegathey woke her at five thirty. some how she had drifted into a pale sleep. as the wrapped the band around her arm she sat like a plain doll. they st.. |
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night children in the psycodelic hospitalA Poem by brianna vegasoas we all lay in these sheetsdays going days comingwere screaming for some release some wake upcall from these melting minutes.all in here for our m.. |
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current mood : discontentA Poem by brianna vegaim laying here in bed cold alone and discontent disapointed with very detail my eyes rest upon my mind is whirling with static my throught is dry .. |
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psycodelic hospital.A Story by brianna vegammmmmmm..rehab. |
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.................A Poem by brianna vegai can sit here all day tapping at these keys but nothing i can say can take it all a way the memories keep flashing reminding me reminding imges i.. |
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[untitled]A Poem by brianna vegaits amazing how much your actions affect me as i watched you breathe it all in i found it hard to catch my breath and memories of my past and your f.. |
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the former magic is fading.A Poem by brianna vegaas these streets lose thier former gleam and these harsh city lights start to burn my eyes the magic is fading as this city is degrading the forme.. |
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my destruction is what i crave.A Poem by brianna vegaso my destruction is what i crave to pop pills and see my life go up in silver smoke to drink away worries only to have them come pouring back wit.. |
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my best friend.A Poem by brianna vegarebell against cops and you cant even walk swallow once again another pill with no name how can you swallow and tomorrow if your dead how i can i .. |
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