I’m never comfortable, I’m always… Take me back to the beginning It will all be the same Step forward a bit, turn around It will all be the same
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
I felt my life flash before my sou… It was a horrifying yet incredible… The sun beating down Glimpses of a second Seconds in a moment
What more can we punish ourselves… One last step out the dying door. It closes and I fear, Ill never g… Confidence, is what I lack. I wish that one day, Ill find my…
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...
I have days where every hour is spent, soaking up knowledge from another person’s existence. I breathe in the same air as them and soak in their presence. They tell me things I’ve neve...
6 years ago 6 years ago 6 year ago… how would you ever know. It honestly feels like time never… stuck in the past and it really sh… Honestly, you’ll never know.
It’s possible to love someone you… It’s hard because these feelings c… Maybe I have a perfect perception… Maybe this perception is not true I live in a land of wonder in my h…
time has taken a hold of me It’s inside me, and I can feel it… I feel it, I can only feel it My thoughts, dare I reveal it Time is inside my skull,
can beauty exist without pain can the rain-forest exist without the cries from the rain the novelty of remembering one’s n… is like a creature in the great te…
As soon as I start writing - I know it isn’t a good sign. Why is it that I never write about anything good? Maybe I’m afraid I’ll
The real life I live is in my hea… It’s the thoughts I have before I… I replay every conversation I've… Im not sure if that's good or bad. I wish I could speak freely witho…
I open my eyes to a new day, a not so “blue” day. The sky is grey day but, I’m feeling blue today. I keep running towards,
Prologue - (I kept walking, with my eyes glue… The sun hit my eyelids and rays of… Something was trying to escape.—— Moonlight– moon lit meadows,
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.