#1
this poem just kind of came to me one stoned night. I can't for the life of me think of a title for it thought. Any ideas?

Something saved my sorry soul
from showing signs of sickened smoke.
Sweeping sweetly, sweating deeply
over several swears at shooting stars.
So sway my side to save my life
and swiftly sink somewhere in time.
I stay so safe inside this page
of stories singing lullabies.
Straight ahead I see the night,
it swallows almost everything.
Something scary shines so bright,
it summons my sobriety.
So I stop and think for one last time
"Why am I on this road I'm on?"
I stare so deep into this light.
It seems this light has saved my life.
Gear:

Guitars:
ESP ltd FX-400
Epiphone les paul jr.

Amps:
Line 6 spider II combo 30 watt
Krank Rev. Jr. full stack tube.
Last edited by zedeathmetal at Dec 1, 2009,
#4
Yea I was trying to see how man S's I could use but I don't think S.56 fits it right.
Gear:

Guitars:
ESP ltd FX-400
Epiphone les paul jr.

Amps:
Line 6 spider II combo 30 watt
Krank Rev. Jr. full stack tube.