The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,
Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...
Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.
Cold breath Yours was warm No breasts Fully formed Time for love
In an instant she turned to ice. I fired myself to thaw her. But she was too cold
From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind
Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you