Just me rambling on about cold... These thoughts are swirling in my skull A torrent of questions
Hearts are fickle bits of glass and stone locked behind a cage of scaring flesh and brittle broken bone Constant pain is a good sign that moving on is necessary. A little bit of my thoughts on colors and the world.
i don’t know if this makes any sense Rain fall Sounds of sirens
Late night ramblings of an...interesting soul. short scrap i wrote after a trip A little poem about my wife vivid green and harsh yellows too red and deep dark blue,
Anyone know that feeling when your laying in bed And you feel like your body is begining to shred
Just some thoughts currently in my head. I dont even know who I am anymore With hate and rage dripping from every pore
I don't know how to fix the damage I have done. And I don't expect forgiveness from anyone.
Im looking through a mirror not liking what I see a filthy fucking human