Tonight is one of those nights Like an old black and white movie Hazy and dark Forgotten to all except a few Every light along the highway has its own story to tell and every traffic light exudes a new emotion Across the airwaves U2 lulls my hearts thoughts I know I’ve given myself away…
I’m giving up on an image Of me Of you Of us Of everything I thought was real Of everything I thought was love I see the world now Deep and dark Nothing new to offer Except pain Except… I don’t accept that I don’t accept that my expectations are wrong Deceived Even though I’m…
I want to walk outside Walk deep into the ocean and keep walking Riding the waves falling heavy into the tides Just like I fell in love with you Humming tunes that seagulls understand while wearing my heart like an albatross Fully on my sleeve Broken or not The pieces creating a wrinkled map The…
If you found out that you only had a week to live what would you do? Would you change anything? I’ll read the answers in an upcoming YouTube video.
I have a dark stain on my soul but you are outright evil Like sun burnt sunflowers begging for life Taking what your given Love, hearts, and hands and then twisting them like a scheming alchemist to your own intention Your words spread lies that would embarrass Judas Your voice spreads misinformation and misdirection like…
If I could live with you anywhere Forever I’d live inside of a painting Van Gogh There is no real truth in his colors There are no lies in his setting Love and light dance inside of his art As you will always dance in my heart Under starry nights swirling in my mind Taking…
Listen to me talk in circles and talk about touching you. Wait, what? It’s not quite what it seems, I promise. It’s my first vlog. A lot of readers have been asking me to post a weekly vlog, so I’ll try.
I live in a dark place A place where I have no voice and all the base has been taken out of the music I only hear the drums beating in the back of my head Keeping me awake Night after night The clock ticking tick tock tick tock I want to wake up but…
An ocean of regret swallows me as I fight for each breath My anxiety and depression push me under each wave likes masked bandits robbing me of my life My time Our time is so short and here I am in a self-induced coma afraid to step out of my own front door Afraid to…
Sometimes it’s hard giving up a piece of your soul. It’s where I write from. It’s who I am. Sometimes I give a lot, sometimes just enough but it’s always hard to give the stuff I write a chance to see the light of all of you. It’s like my soul stands naked in the…
