Peaceful,The city is when it's empty of people.Words can't describe how gorgeous It is while walking through its wind tunnels of silence.Its beauty outweighing how ugly the entire world can be.How putrid the stench of everyone's breath when intoxicated by their own falsified glory.Every heart calcified by disasters that could've been avoided by caring more... Continue Reading →
Don’t Forget To Brush The Back – 89, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Broken.Healed by what's not of this world.Therefore,An outcast.Rolling along differently than most you see,As I don't wear a mask.Every flaw I have,I let it all hang out in the open,As a scarred man showing,There is only one king amongst humans in a boat,Floating in an ocean of mass hysteria… Who are we to claim a... Continue Reading →