How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
We all sit here and take a look. Comparing lives on a fake book, seeing how you’re photoshopped fac… For what, just to pass some time.
When you say you’re by yourself you need to look around. Maybe reevaluate your mental healt… If I’m so rich at mind, Then i better share the wealth.
another caffeinated week and I’m stuck wandering in my dreams a… feeling so damn beat yet all I can do is smile whats going out of style
To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…
Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
Just a machine yet theres still a bad heart left nested into nothing, beating to a false dream Coincidences in the colors but not from one to another’s We are all a child at one point...
Jaw always clenched In pain not power working til I’m drenched Wearing on my body trying to kill the mind
Write a poem, just another one, Another minute Another death, an unappreciated br… Just the two of us, my heart, your…
why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
The last cigarette, glowing to the end smoke rises, killing to fill your hunger
Waves come and go while the tides forever roll clocks turn, and the sun will set Always under the weather But I’m not ready yet
