Its a universal paradox Ties my stomach into knots Negativity was brewed in thoughts From the day I was born I thought… Im sorry if I brought you down
Its wrestling with an emotion unhe… A guilt that has been burned up, transferred up and stirred up. An abandonment to an unknown promi… So loyalty turns into the memory–…
Everything is too much for me I fall in love too easily Afraid to be happy I’d still feel dead in Miami Set free the old me
No really. If nothing is a coincidence, if everything is connected well, inherently that means this shit means something. So all the heartache, pain and suffering. It was all for someth...
My heart thumps louder than my fra… Each step I take is a hesitant on… My heart is empty waiting to be fi… And I am so sick and tired of fee… I crawl into bed alone, wake up al…
They say moments are priceless, but what about those moments with people you loose? That shit sticks with you for ever, that pain stays. And you know what, that pain is priceless. Who w...
I keep checking, checking time, ch… My brain on overdrive and its kill… Mind controls, we can’t control th… You never can, are you people blin… Step back, pause, breath and rewin…
Is this what peace is.. The rushing of the water, Like white noise. Everything drowned out. Clouds turning grey,
Nothing is real so we are free, from this subsequent society. Eroding rocks, and nothing is free. But nature moves with you and me.
She waits, yet no one is home He leaves her quivering to the bon… Please don’t ignore me, I don’t w… She pleads as she waits by the pho… Maybe I can fall asleep with a sh…
Invisible– drowning in the noise. You talk with such poise. I went silent– where are the years… Soaking up the nostalgia, drowning… Life is ripping at the seams.
The clock is ticking It’s time to decide Should I choose love Or should I choose pride If I don’t make a choice,
It speaks my words And breaths my name It makes me wanna go insane It laughs at my pitty Screams out the truth
I’ve been trying to silence my min… How is it that nothing matters, an… everything still matters. As I walk the longest most vigoro… walk, I realize pain is beauty.
A feeling that is unfortunately ti… Not a poem that is rhyme-less, It makes sense, but feels tense. I swear we shared something real, I am not quite sure of your ordeal…