you run wild with blissful abandon willful ignorance to others cares jump straight in with nothing to l… head first through doors showing y… your persona is less than conduciv…
And here we are at the day The smell of daylights decay, fres… Soon darkness will reign king and… And stars court jesters, inlaid, u… A torch lit beam of moonlights car…
Through the clouds its whispers va… Of forgotten tomorrows the muse do… And drill its personified lateral… Into the ground lest the dust repl… The life walked was almost never r…
how easy it would be to slip back into old familiar way… back to a time when control wasn’t… and self loathing made decisions e… once upon a misery
old bricks make a young house mortars eaten away in places its got cracks appearing in its fa… old bricks make a young house broken windows let new light in
red suds foam onto the floor frothy blood spat out in mouthfuls… an extraction that leaves a face t… its repeatedly being slammed in a… red suds foam down my shirt
No hope just old distraught sighs And malady ridden damaged brains Scrambling ever so gently, calmly Over years by pills for mental spr… Chiefly doled out mind twisters
you cling to me as I cling to you you’re a shadow, a forgotten love, a precipice I lean to look over a view to bite and to ensue, you lay stretched out upon the gro…
If I were you I’d be nicer Less abusive, more contrite If I were you I’d be happier Because your world contains no str… If I were you I’d think of others
If I could tell you the story Read you the journal of my life Could you listen without a judgeme… And keep your lips pursed tight If I could show you everything
Your bullet was a thought that wen… An open wound, your point of view… Your the cause, the echo and the s… The curse, the dew and the scratch… And all that rings true and all th…
God help the world because the you… Shall be the leaders of tomorrow We think we’re in the mire now Just wait for the cloud of real so… Politicians in hoodys guzzling ene…
A pep talk to the masses A chat to ease high spirits back i… The northern drawl as sickly as mo… A lemon sucked grin upon his face “The world is ours, if we choose t…
her life was an open book her verse a word too long full stops a bridge thatched far her length not short enough she struts around the edges
Those shadows haunt you pearl handled pins prick, the darkest scum around your heart that petulant spot where demons wa… speckled light from a broken chand…