(2015)
I'm overcoming my nightly anxiety. Finally
I have seen my own death, it isn’t pretty. My face as a corpse is unkempt. It’s ok, I wasn’t perfect. It is strange,
I’m grateful. Grateful for the words I breathe. For the times I’ve lived and, in… for the greatness of the moments a… I’m grateful
It is a good thing to have words melted at the sunset. Beyond sense, sybaritic,
There’s four of them, circling aro… not doing or thinking of tomorrow. Just simple thoughts and words sha… to each other. Today yet another d… Dressed mostly in black, with rand…
French Vanilla, a sweet taste I haven’t had in a while. Came back suddenly when I stared too intently
You let them run free. guided, sure, but still free to make their mistakes and live li… You let them experience their pove… Let them earn success through dest…
I shall make for me some natural herb tea, my unquestioning remedy, for what, to me, remains elusive..… a good night’s sleep.
The rain was not refreshing. we waited and waited on those barren, thirsty desert hills. But no rain came.
I do not waste my time with things that do not want to be… Like angry schoolchildren wanting to... demanding to live in ignorance,
Filled with sins, Lying in bed, No fear though, Limitless mindset Body to bear,
My kingdom is both Fruitful and barren, Wise and idiotic, Splendid and fatal. How’s yours?
I remember the tired streetlights that emitted their hazy glow, discoloring the grass in the park. I remember the playful screams of my fast rambunctious friends,
At first, I was the reveling masq… In a dozen wanton nights, with a lack of fright for social a… I sought to receive. I sought to breath
I was Marcus Arelius in love. Eh rm, except with a woman. I was an excited spark in flight, Ah hmm, albeit alone. My want is mine own, young und old…
An echoing melody breezed through… swinging from the tops of green fo… and melted the defenses of the mou… Everything seemed to disappear thi… I was in myself a different way.