An existential rollercoaster
My soul is a furnace, loudly roaring to life to deliver blasts of heat. My soul is an oven, internalized convection
It’s painful being alone Having not chosen so Forever feeling worthless Unwanted leftover gross Left to rot where time forgot
Vile is the predator That preys upon the minds Of the young and impressionable For the sake of control As a child I was exposed
I am cursed or maybe haunted With wildly vivid dreams At least those that I remember Which are few and far between If you only knew the horror
Life’s too short when you focus on the negatives, the heart aches, the letdowns, the mistakes, and the failures. Look up for the silver linings, the laughs, the smiles, the moments that...
I catch a glimpse of two deer running, high tailed across the road. Across the yard! Behind the house!
Great match out there tonight, at least that’s what I was told. I had to deal with things, obligations to uphold. The crowd wasn’t much,
I went away Disappeared for nearly ten years. I came back Revitalized
Floating around the giant blacknes… Teetering on the precipice fightin… Heavy weighs the hesitation that f… No sun. No moon. No stars to guid… Only the cold lonely vacuum of emp…
Straight up; vibes y’all. Peaceful and direct vibes. Intentional and pure, vibes. Wavelength vibrations. Ripples. Flow. Movement.
Algae on the pond, crystalized with ice, floats above frigid waters, a light crust of bright green glas… The rich dark hues
I’m feeling like an airplane that is coming apart at the rivets. My insides are swirling in a violent rage and my soul is struggling to contain the chaos. I’m two days in on a THC fast ...
He watched in wonder as her fingers fluttered thrusting thread over thread in perpetuant poetry. Her hair flowed fluidly
I’m living my life in reverse. Best years last Worst years first Troubled waters drift behind The coast is clear
And so, with each coming day The sun rises. And then, with each coming eve The sun also sets. Each day. Every day.