from the bottom of your glass you see a different dimension time doesn’t sway your eye or friends that need attention you’re holding secret mass

a bus I should of never taken I might of not met you, took you out for a drink and felt something between us two, should of ripped up your number

falling as the fingers of time do like a naked gloveless hand willing shadows to encroach it, de… that’s how we will it

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

you offered me asylum and that’s where you housed me, chained to a bed in a room the stale smell haunting me, you offered me a reason

My eyes hurt from vision stale As thoughts consume of angry tales Of how dust was blown from a brida… And colours danced on finger nails Me, I don’t have much to add

hello and goodbye fleeting words that remain, below and in eyes the whiz of static changes, awkward smiles

you’ll always be the last to know things of real and true value if you persist on throwing punches at perceived awkward questions you’ll be haunted by past mistakes

Shadows cling and dark clouds roll Pure negative daylight shrouds us… Its silky kiss upon fields and tre… Speckled moonlight falls and sways Night creatures rise and take cont…

there seems no edge to this sword as it razors down to my neck, and the whistle from the wind of a… gives my ears a tiny kiss, mitigate my love and hope

From the dust we come and back we… as life begins and exceeds all kno… Neither one is pertinent here its betwixt the two that stands al… As that’s the meat that houses bon…