I have no retail value no coven of worldly wealth, just a face full of scars and a back full of lashed welts, a throat full of promises that cho…
no more skies their dreams cascade cold coffee and liberty inorganic ignorance
In a world where my soul doesn’t f… And all who see me in some way tak… I feel like the breath from a dece… Just to be sucked back down by ano… Freedoms soar like a caged birds s…
I sink back into its black embrace… through the fog, the misted flecks… trapped in its world, without hope… negative energy pulses through my… this dead sea has me adrift a furt…
money is now your god and it demands money as praise your humanity is mutating you create your own malaise wealth is your prison
A pep talk to the masses A chat to ease high spirits back i… The northern drawl as sickly as mo… A lemon sucked grin upon his face “The world is ours, if we choose t…
its human nature, well mine anyway not to leave anything in a glass o… down to the bottom of all I travel under the tutelage of my own will lucid and calm my greedy eyes cove…
solitude, I find you a sound wave a cusp of hope solitude, I live you your antithesis I crave
a rattling door handle from over t… rouses me from a nightmares grip o… that poor woman is at it again her ocd, her magic number must be… oh, here she goes again
I hate you and I know that you hate me, too, I can tell by the shutters of your… they close like a portcullis at my… the way that your fists clench and…
the gallows of my mind dripped long in wax, burning, a hesitant blend of sweetly bitter flavours melding, the furnace of thoughts of bygone…
What grips the air and the fabric… Slithers and twists its way from l… Its beacon crass and cursing bland Steady and static, faceless and st… Its course meandering its faith cu…
you doubt your skills your magic causes burns electric verse parades a glee self assurance has faltered thee you doubt your talent
You know nothing of the world beyo… Yet temerity is your passion as yo… You judge me by a philosophy gaine… I don’t demand respect or need it… You treat me as a fool, my feeling…
I have walls that I’ve built up brick by brick, heart by break, the real me is so well guarded I’m a difficult bad dream to take, I’ve constructed myself a fortress