A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…

Is this life I seek Is this purity I recall Is this love I felt Is this death I ordered And If i could write them all,

Love in a film, The boy meets the girl in a party Or in a school or the girl runs in… In a runway, with a slight awkward… They both connect instantly and li…

I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing

The moon should be Cautious of us Because one day we will Be looking Down to her And She shall pledge to us

Sometimes I take A Break From

Love for thee are naught, For every tears and every Pain love claimed will rot, Love to thee will glance no noon, For my heart will gently gain numb…

Heaven will be glad and passionate… for hell could not bare in comfort Of some delicate souls prayer woul… So will earth cruse blissfully una… that flesh will rot with clothes,…

I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not

I Am not a drinker If not I would have claimed that Bottles help me write.

Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me

All i see is vain The vain of a callous step father The vain of two truthful drunks The vain of a petty elder lady The vain of a mosque shoe thieves