It’s finally the day to come, blood mixing in. Flows like a river through oceans of sin. Long past the point
Hand on the wheel and mind in the… between Lubbock Texas and home. The sky is as big as the rolling p… no better place to be alone. It feels like a movie that’s mixed…
I can’t stand another year of this with the sales that start after su… and the songs that play round the… and the gosh darn ice and snow. And the ho ho ho’s, and the jingle…
All we have is time and what comes down the line. Don’t ever think it’s more complex… Though the universe– it has no end… and there is more than one my frie…
I can see it in your eyes from acr… makes my heart ache, it’s a mistak… compare the self-view, dark-hue wo… to the online best of who? Gosh dammit! I can’t stand it! If…
Pretend not to notice. Pretend you don’t see. Protect at all cost your illusions of me. Don’t read what I write
In the middle of life there’s a mo… Reminiscing, regretting, “Is ther… Looking out in both ways from the… as I tumble and shrink to an infin… For I know forever has no end of…
It’s hard to always know in life which way is best to go. Following fads and trends tends to be not, from what I know.
Alone I sit upon this throne, alo… The meat I have, the clothes I we… none in the land has such as I, no… Yet not a single one of them can c… I do recall oh yes, the time when…
Once sat upon a waveless ocean, time stood still for lack of motio… No one spoke for all could see the guardians of eternity. Then water slowly turned to glass
The petal of a rose once fell then drifted slowly through the tr… Upon the wind it tumbled long until it drifted up to me. At first, I saw no value there
They say that the truth is a hard… but maybe it’s time that we see that we as a people are nothing bu… ensuring that’s how it will be. We stand up demanding there’s tole…
If I woke up and worked every day with a calm resolute execution of… or perhaps at least stayed on appr… with the basic things for which I… If with a small grain of faith I’…
At the end of the day if the truth… we don’t own a single thing we hol… Not the spoils we gain, nor the go… Not the things we reap. Not the t… that we build upon, where we stake…
Can you grasp a piece of midnight, from the furthest reach of the sky… when it seems nothing has gone rig… and there’s no reason why? Can you see yourself from the shad…