My body, working in such tandem My thoughts usually so random Just this once, uncontrollably fix… Just this once, my feelings and th… Everything functioning in non-oppo…
Trying to rewrite a poem I wrote. In a room full of people, yet so r… All the feelings I used to live b… This time, well and truly alone. Memories always there to remind me…
Heaven could you be so kind It’s hell, she’s always on my mind The winter brought with it a soul… This summer, please let her be min… Ever since that stupid day we met
To the gods, a toast We need to talk, see I’m kind of… I mean, I’m kind of drunk too But I thought I’d holla at you And first, a shot...
A poem, about you, about thy A poem, about love, for love, with… A poem, about me, about I A poem, sincere, peaceful as a dov… Words, describing my love, pure, t…
Somewhere between the death rays o… And life, life that’s a blossom of… Somewhere between the shadows of s… And daylight, where all can be see… Between the small, and the great
Freedom, liberalism, to be free To be accepted, not judged, to be… I dotted these ideals down on a pa… I recited them for an audience on… Each time believing more and more
00:35 Who do I call? Do I even call anyone at all? I want to, I’d love to, I’ve got… I will, I just haven’t decided wh… The one who *will* pick up for sur…
Life is God’s to give So I don’t know how long I’ll liv… But imagine if we’d outgrow our pe… Imagine if we had a hundred years Make kids and watch them grow
Sitted right here, a few inches fr… Somewhere into that pit, an angel… And me? I’m waiting for a ring, a… Might have tolled already, never d… I’m dying, a death beautiful as a…
I hurt. I try not to but I let. That’s what people like me do. People like me are true. People like me are few. People like me throw words around, like kill. Like everyone like me whate...
Been watching you, watching you sm… It’s been a long, lonely and beaut… Soon as you caught me staring you… You knew I’d been taken by you You knew a compliment was due
It is not getting better. I cannot make it get better. I just wish it would at least get better. This he wrote. Not as a note. He wrote this on a piece of paper. He called it a poem. He...
Slight frame, busy brain. Calm demeanor, bit insane. Soft voice, bad chatter. Decent mind, bad better. Big eyes, terrible sight. Painful past, lonely nights. Deep lover, easy hurt. Hori...
Memories always clouding my vision They say I shouldn’t let them, do… How can I escape when my mind is… Without even hearing what’s being… I tell myself I don’t relate, in…