When a chapter of your life is at
every moment seems to bleed and
every hands you shake will not mov
and every day is a million years a
every step seems not to take step

I walk
Through
This pattern
Because
This is

A drunk man once asked me
Do you write?
And I was like yeah
I can put words together,
He looked at the cup he was holdin

Word is force and reflection of fl
Words are bait to feelings and can
Word is a million word that makes
Words is like a shotgun and death
Words is a boxer short and a camel

How will love be glad on autumns r
love divine and love refined, love
love inclined, love infinite and l
love’s regard and love on guard, f
love as cold like a morning’s brea

I was born anew and i was born now
strongly at me with my tiny hands
ceased to cover my face,
leer at all this creature lingerin
and delighted am free.

Take a look at the road where we a
My future, your future, our future
When the time comes
How will we all contain in our own
How will the world see our own shi

O, ye the bright sky summon thee
Before the crimson light forsake n
With the numb cloud morosely still
So does the teardrop– warmish will
Lightening’ a little or with a pi

I still have
Enough fuel
To fill my
Thoughts
Because

Is this it
Is this love or desperation
Is this how it feels to be dunked
Empty bowl
My heart never really flutters