spinning and turning around in the strange orbit of a blindfol… grasping at life or death irrespec… without control, meaning or hope. I live my clouded existence

Fists, feet, elbows and finger tip… Swords, pole and all weapons known The warriors arsenal an affront to… Knees, insteps and heels eat the s… Calm violence an explosive dichoto…

repeat prescription sympathy that’s the shoulder you seek to we… a faceless nomination as your tale grows worse, and on a… I’m not a bag of hard emotions

I’m an open book you said You wear your soul on your sleeve You hurt too easily And give your love to free But I can see through

This feeling I have is of complet… This is hopelessness coupled with… A wave of abject misery, falling How can I wish I wasn’t here This feeling I have of despicable…

I seek a demise From this laughable quartet of dow… The jeers and snide remarks And all the scathing looks of dist… I seek a demise

She holds her pain like a proud sc… memories, though frayed, still war… between the wars there was a silen… a reverberation from its walls, fr… A bliss from a young mind and a fa…

the psychometry of your braille po… forces me to deduce from a daydrea… gun shots and noise with the stenc… sirens wail and grenades explode a… my eyes are closed as I dwell on t…

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

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…

take a walk with me past these flowers on show and I will let you in I will let you love me past the gate to that place

Down the roads and corridors You’ve rattled far and wide Drawn comfort from the shade Pulled like blinds before your eye… Learning next to nothing

how can I make you see that you are still the one, and that your name is still proudl… on the frosty pane of my windowed… how can I make you see

it seems so far away almost out of reach, in a way, last among the tumbling thoughts that mingle; turning hearts hard, beyond all obscure leanings