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Envision yourself trapped, locked in a box
Under the ground, covered with dirt and rocks
Trapped in the casket, alive for a while
Tearing at the lip in front of you, before you die.
Buried alive, such misery
Buried beneath the earth six feet
Unable to breath other than cold, diminishing air
You let go of your life, you just do not care.
You feel yourself start to get somewhat drowsy
Like your tired, uncomfortable, you start to feel lousy
You say your final goodbyes to all left behind
You close you eyes, and step into the blind.
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Hi folks. I know that it has been one hell of a long time since I wrote something, and I apologize. However, I’ve had things to do. Anyway, my reason for writing today comes on a sad note.
On February 7, 2007, one of my very best friends, Corporal Jennifer Marie Parcell, passed […]
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Hey everyone, I know that it’s been a long, long time since I posted anything here, and I apologize. Life has been pretty busy for me here in Okinawa. This past week, I was on the rifle range, (Marines qualify on the range at least once a year), and well, being my last […]
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It took me two and a half years, but, last Saturday, a couple of my friends and I went snorkeling. Now, I am kicking myself in the face because it was awesome!
To begin with, when we were by the coral just after entering the water, it kind of freaked me out, (I’m partially hydrophobic), […]
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I watch this world around me
And I see time pass me by
I think of all the things that I’ve missed out on
And I ask myself why.
I sit here in this chair right now
As I write out this song
And I think of all the things that I’ve missed out on
Damn, it seems so long.
Gonna sing my […]
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I’m torn alive, I’m torn inside,
I’m torn through the ocean, I’m torn through the sky,
I’m torn by emotions, and what I hold in mind,
I’m torn by the thoughts of this life, and how they coincide.
I’m torn because of these two people, who are always on my mind
I’m torn by my feelings for them, I need […]
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He’s tired, he wants to go home
But he can’t, so he sits there
Drinking a beer, all alone.
He looks at his life here
His not-so-newly acquired home
And he drinks away pain every night
Still sitting there, all alone.
He wants to quit smoking, but at the same time he thinks
“You work fourteen hours a day.”
And now you know why […]
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You may not know
But at the same time you do
Two-hundred and five
The world anew.