Busted pieces Faulty parts Dead eyes Cold hearts There's no use in trying To save what's sunk There's no use in holding On to what's junk The city of stars Is under a starless sky The city of sunshine Is where light comes to die It's a fraud It's a fake It's the kind of … Continue reading Someday never comes
a.d. w. a. y. ? August 4, 2011 at 4:24am you would write a thing or two and toss it a million ways around the net- -work it's way aross the many screens i didn't think twice when it would sometimes hit me sometimes miss me. but now i find myself missing you you were … Continue reading a.d.w.a.y – (something i wrote exactly 4 years ago tonight)
don't want to try to do anything different than what hasn't worked a whole life time but it's never you or it always you but that's just what you've expect for yourself even though you are more than that sometimes but sometimes isn't enough i guess when you don't see it and when you don't … Continue reading poisoned brain
finding the way through fears. finding myself and the freedom that comes from knowing thy self.
BLACK VELVET SUGAR The soft moss swimming; It is the dying spirit. Desiring, I hide. Pink shore, serene breeze. The flat, upright sparkle shines. Lost moon, velvet spirit. Walk, swim. Drown With blunt leaves Wither, decline. With sharp flames Write, fade: fluttering. Purple, tender, falling, Your eyes sits in wait A mermaid arises, Declining, shining. … Continue reading Black Velvet Sugar
there are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. George Carlin