There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
Jaw always clenched In pain not power working til I’m drenched Wearing on my body trying to kill the mind
This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
I hear all the wind, whispers and… For only the wise listen to the ea… With no intent to reply, Only to understand. Why can’t I be like that wise old…
Think deep and sink in to thought for with time comes rhyme and my time can’t be bought but they say time is money
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
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
The last cigarette, glowing to the end smoke rises, killing to fill your hunger
Life repeats, I said life repeats. All my life is war and retreats. War and retreats, No sign of peace,
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
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
expressions endless as the horizon from high to low washing away as the tides do some so afraid to smile for risk o…
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
I love the sound Every droplet hitting the ground Speeding up just to slow back down Its like your beating heart There’s thunder inside