Waves come and go while the tides forever roll clocks turn, and the sun will set Always under the weather But I’m not ready yet
Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
your cigarette glows over the TV… grey clouds emanate in this grotes…
How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
I could just sit here for hours, Thinking of the things to write an… But the only truth that matters Is that you were in my heart and m… So it’s my love I hope you find
Been a lot on my mind So I put some down in lines Watching the sunlight reap last ni… I guess the alcohol patches nothin… I pulled the thread beside my bed…
Think deep and sink in to thought for with time comes rhyme and my time can’t be bought but they say time is money
These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?
It’s the dollar bill that kills cheap thoughts been bought from the man that said you cant
There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
The last cigarette, glowing to the end smoke rises, killing to fill your hunger
