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…

We wait for what we long for, we long for what we need. Impatience and anxiety give root to errant deed that grows to yield but heartache,

I wonder. I wonder. I wonder why it goes. I deny it, try to fight it

Will Heaven help me through this… will it be there in my need? How much is mine to do alone? At which point should I plead? Is it there when my head is down

What in the world are we doing? Who are we trying to beat? It seems like we live our lives ru… as if we are losing our seats. We never stop building up towers.

The sand of the sea, what are they… Smiling mirages that drift by in l… Tried building castles but it seem… the waves take them down every tim… I guess there’s a beauty in watchi…

I sat today midst the happy smiles of a children’s song, and for just… I was happy too, for what else sho… from a happy day and a happy song. But, it came again just like every…

They struggle to know how I feel, yet each question they ask only ma… And they search for a way to get i… Hell, the door isn’t locked, it ju… They remember the way that I was.

Naive enough to believe that it’s… the world spins around the old red… God set it up, and so surely it’s… He’ll keep it forever, I’m sure h… to return some fine day and then n…

I charted once a course to gold, a place wherein I might take hold of everything I ever wished. Retire there; enjoy the bliss. But every time I thought that I

Looking out from deep inside this fortress here wherein I hide. Formed brick by brick in rounds of… some circumstantial, others made by hand selecting from the first -

Inside I cry behind steel eyes. Against the wind I feel that I am all alone,

Two days until Christmas. Two hours until light. Too often you fill up my dreams in the night. Too tired to keep going.

The days don’t seem to give a damn… they march in step of time. They stare ahead with eyes of stee… while never breaking line. They torture me with disregard,

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…