all those books they stretch across a wall a bookshelf filled with all sorts… all those books I’ve never seen you read
human nature is a strange thing we waste our time chasing unobtain… try to control the uncontrollable instead of letting go and moving w… moving past the beauty
peel back your skin who will you show what will you be and who will you know your cats eyed face
Tonight I ran my mouth away Its rabid dogs, the leash strainin… Saliva rippled pools akin to acid,… Words with the lust of a vampires… Tonight I ran my mouth away
I used to think that faith was what held love and that even though hidden from m… it would grant me one day its shin… but the darkness of indifference
by tomorrow i’ll forgive as the st… a natural journey so often i endur… when a war that was won with a hit… and a promissory adventure did lur… learning a lesson as wealth weeps…
to you I’m less than derisory it seems I’m viewed as empty space… a nocturnal drift to an overspill as you scream without fear or grac… respect is just a word without wei…
when we were a tad younger possibly even a wiser than now, we strode the days like pirates and the nights like i don’t know h… we braved each hour as a safe bet
wild horses pelt the green they choke the dirt and jump it cl… they race beyond a speed that’s fi… and smash to bits the noise of che… they run like birds inside a cage
your heart floats high in contemplation a young mind tainted by the hand of old worries high above you burn
i know the risks, that’s the buzz what else can people like me do, punching through the wet paint of… to probe the depths of our own ins… a gruesome flavour
locked in the headlights of a cloc… the skydiver falls into a beckonin… alone he plummets, hurtles and spi… knowing full well the human condit… with a pull and a lift he soars ab…
as time drifts it soars past years without pace, the meaning falls behind and confusion has drained me dry, I close my eyes and listen
“and with stark realization I notice faithful and free, that you’re indeed edison and the elephant in the mirror is… two black headlamps
my own ghost wont leave me be it haunts of times before, when th… I carry it in marathons of endless… as it wraps its ectoplasmic hands… with a would of, should of, could…