(2015)
a young boy around 8 years-old went to the library and would look through the shelves
The clouds are rolling, the skies… Raindrops are falling, the river i… It’s a river of tears and harsh th… Where are you and why are you not… The wind with force blew and the b…
Tan grande fue mi caida, que casi… Jamas pense que te mentia dandome… Tan grande fue mi caida que aun no… Pense que tenia alas de papel
In the mirror I saw an angel weep… I tried but I couldn’t avert my e… I realized too late No one is perfect no matter how ha… I realized the reflection in the m…
I must not slay your dragons, It is not the right thing to do, I must not fight your demons, Because they only come for you, I will not take away the nightmare…
BEGINNING: I don’t know if what happened to me was real or if it was just a dream. I’m not even sure
I have tried tried to be respectful tried to hold my hands in my pockets my words in my mind
My old self who’s there Always, Putting me down Yes it’s him That’s dying.
Small devils, demons, angels soull… Inhabit nether worlds avoid the li… Today they weave their webs in cyb… Vicarious they are another race We worked and played in stark real…
Every friend I have known says the same things about me. “I’ve never heard him raise his voice, ever.” All the way up into high school any kid who wanted to pick a fight found me. I cam...
You bring out the wanderer in me. The walking along the highway in m… The flying my thumb in the wind in… The journey being the adventure in… The walk all night to see your smi…
Usually when I confess to being a… I get the funniest reactions: people think it’s so evil that I have the strangest beliefs.… when they themselves support
Set me free from the evil ties that bind me to this world. Allowing me to roam unobstructed in this life to only love you and be at your side. I do not want a controlled version of the ...
Oceans apart day after day And I slowly go insane I hear your voice on the line But it doesn’t stop the pain I took for granted all the times
Tis human to err, to make a mistak… And yet often, from slumber, I aw… Hoping, how Satan my soul could t…