Born and raised in Southeastern NC, I was just a wee boy when I wrote my frist song/poem; and I havent stopped yet...
My passion is ...
music, poetry, helping others, and a good margarita
I know too much about ...
the X-Men; the comics, the cartoons, the movies
My parents always told me ...
treat others as you would like for them to treat you
My childhood ambition ...
was to become an accountant....that didnt pan out well
My favorite memory ...
my frist kiss
Why I write ...
to express myself since it is so hard for me to verbally talk about myself
What I am reading/watching/listening to ...
Reading "Son of a Witch"; Watching the little letters appear as I type; Listening to Evanescence, of course!
My first job ...
a burger slinger at Mickey D's
My best moment ...
the night I got saved
My inspiration ...
powerful emotions; mine or someone elses
Sacrifice Eternity Don't you dare look back Keep your eyes ahead. Long for the future though today you drag the dead. I seem to recall the voice of reason here Singing a lullaby Sweetly reminding me of past regrets and that I can't escape the cries. Deep within me I struggle to justify My bloody hands, teary eyes Deep within me My angels they battle me; And there's no place to hide. Dust off your shoulders It's time to begin the day. Breaking your back; straining your eyes to see the way I seem to recall the voice of treason here Coaxing me to testify Burning me, tongues of fire waging war...
More..Chris Tyner
Member since: December 2007
Articles Written: 27