Just me rambling on about cold... A poem I guess?? Maybe just rambling tho
These thoughts are swirling in my skull A torrent of questions
More rambling nonsense but this time it's prehistoric. 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. Late night walks are the best short scrap i wrote after a trip A little poem about my wife A train of thoughts about me not wanting to think anymore. 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