Sober thoughts are so exciting!Like,Being able to smile without feeling like a criminal on the loose.Like,A trip to Cold Stone just because I can with nothing inside of my ailing heart to lose… Often I scream for an abundance of freedom my inner child keeps demanding for good reason!Yet,Fear of a different life shrouds my... Continue Reading →
Home For The Brave
Whistles of death echo through the Playgrounds of Freedom... Chains rustle. And rustle... Soothing melodies for those who have turned a blind eye towards torment, Truth and captivity... A land where its inhabitants isolate their hearts from any form of Love. Fires burning away Earth's beauty, Fueled by rage, Subconsciously misplaced, By the Devil's persuasion... Continue Reading →
Trip & Fall
Manifesting a facade is our recent trend... It just, Seems right when certain others wear masks , After living their lives hiding their true character... Standing so distant from one another, Now? We just. Let each other fall...
God’s Son
Life begins, Then, It ends. For better or for worse no matter what you represent. Either sprite bottles full of medicine, Blunts and other sedatives, Or, All the conscious messages, You're spreading in a world divided... At least in mine. Bliss, I used to find. In, All of my well-suited ties. Until I found myself... Continue Reading →