you’ll always be the last to know things of real and true value if you persist on throwing punches at perceived awkward questions you’ll be haunted by past mistakes
What does it know as it caws and l… Blocks my path looking back Does it see my life and its slips… And witness indiscretion pull trai… Its eyes eclipsed like marbles rol…
I didn’t want to feel that stabbin… that knee falling drag that suffocating wilt of isolation that wan face obscuring the door h… words of few need not a rehearsal
distasteful water flourishes in above the clouds race atop this mu… runes tossed didn’t seem to spell… as the verve of ignorance ploughs… one more pace towards a blast of s…
when you submerge your hands delve deep the dark waters of desp… you will retrieve the sweetest bou… soon a handful pearls you’ll bare, and fear not the dank clouds of co…
a bus I should of never taken I might of not met you, took you out for a drink and felt something between us two, should of ripped up your number
so violent and so succinct a ruby red spill that sprays a tru… a scab that’s formed over the eyes… a dark seam of pulled thread, what sound do they hear when they…
the sound of this land lays empty a dormant glaze pours through its… this opulent terrains bounty of pl… now shudders numb as birds recede the graveyards full of the living
I’ve never met one as you you’ve done the world over beaten down every inch more than me, you say you’ve lived the life
you offered me asylum and that’s where you housed me, chained to a bed in a room the stale smell haunting me, you offered me a reason
acute, this pain that grips me alone I am again this world about me is ceaseless interminable it yells my cold name lingering emptiness cobwebs my ner…
with a face full of intermittent b… your mouth resembled a piano keybo… like headstones in an old cemetery suffering terribly with subsidence… and as you stutter and stammer
I’ve seen me through your eyes And what a threadbare tapestry I’… The milks turned sour, the embers… As my ego wanders through this maz… Wild animals call and devour me wh…
An old dusty drawer full of birdso… A haven when the axe was at your n… When he created and then fed on yo… Was sanctuary a degree to cold to… I spent time in the cave of your c…
can you forget when used to laugh at all the pain and the scars, if you walk a fine line or a knife… inevitably you’re going to fall, can you forget when we drove your…
