you give me small favours more cold than aloof, your vaccine is a tawdry air the scrawl on a strange arm, you have my heart and I’d like it…
These memories I house in my brai… They rattle about like wind throug… Faces come close and fade;hearts l… I seek the knowledge of who I am. Thoughts that race, I struggle to…
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…
through the broken windows with the peeling paint with the cracked putty and the ghosts of faces peering echoes yelled
death, your bullets won’t weigh me your eyes shan’t score my worries your noose can’t imprint my cover I dwell blinded by the lux of stea… death, your shadow won’t provoke m…
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…
depression floors me like a pugili… swift uppercuts drills my manic dr… weird faces chew upon my vision bold extremes, hard swinging fists bloody lips, loose teeth and wince…
this cold pervasive slick of jealo… this blast of foaming envy, the choke hold grip of the monster its two emerald jewels that glare the inflated egos that perish in l…
red suds foam onto the floor frothy blood spat out in mouthfuls… an extraction that leaves a face t… its repeatedly being slammed in a… red suds foam down my shirt
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
you cling to me as I cling to you you’re a shadow, a forgotten love, a precipice I lean to look over a view to bite and to ensue, you lay stretched out upon the gro…
the cobbled streets of my home tow… a childhood rained on by a salacio… this town was once a dickensian sn… not much changed from the seventie… now this place has lost its heart,…
before dead eyes i saw you in my room – dark and dim – cold, you were a fuzzy frail outline around an old photo frame, you stood perplexed– frozen
her life was an open book her verse a word too long full stops a bridge thatched far her length not short enough she struts around the edges
the sky turned from blue to black as I staggered off the train, you, more holding me than I you we found no comfort in the arms of… the streets growing darker