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…
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…
I’m just an old fat white dude. What do I know about the Black Lives Matter movement? What do I know about being black and being persecuted for the color of my skin? Well, to be honest not much, but I know more than you might think. I’m a skater and it seems cops hate…
As much as you hate me You hate yourself more You can tell lies and place blame …but blame from the level of your soul That’s where the truth hides You want the world to shine You want love and happiness You toss people aside like trash …you don’t care from the level of your…
The street is lined in candles and stained in blood Brothers killing brothers Cops killing and being killed Our souls are stained We are all paying for the sins of the past Fingerprints on our soul Hands from the past holding us back We feel comfortable blaming it on guns or race The only privilege…
