run, run, runCan you even see yourself in the mirror?run, run, run
Run, run, run Blast from the sound of a loaded gun Bypass all the rats on your way to next generation Disease infects your lonely brain From any encounter you refrain Become only a weary nomad of the terrain
Run, run, run But look how far you've come Swiftly shifting of the mind appearing rather fearsome Skeletal support decaying from stress Leaving in it's wake a detrimental test Reverently searching for any kinds of success
What does faith look like to you?
night skyEach day a new ship breaks the surface Or so you think Sometimes it’s the same trying to regain some purposenight sky
How can these ships finds breaks in the wakes Left behind From generations of mistakes
As the tide crawls back miserably to the ocean Skipping along the sand Contemplating the extenuating lengths of devotion
Thoughts of meaninglessness dangle from the night sky Like fine diamonds Manifesting the brilliance they’re trying to imply
The proud leader of luminance hangs humbly within Consistently engineering Maneuvering
damn youmy body is falling apart piece by piece straight down to my heart my head spins while my mind races to find reasons for all your different faces damn you for being the one to fall through I held you so near only to be scorched from the words I hear God damn you for being the one to fall throughdamn you
you’re so eager to disappoint and cause anger to the point of insanity wash your hands clean before I return to see the unseen only to shuffle to the right, out of the light and dodge the realization that with these pawns you have no relation damn you for being the one to fall through &n
In a Dark Cave...Waking up static and most likely pragmatic Trying to find resolution within all this pollution But this air is too thick It swims along the seams of these endless walls Wandering past the edges of my mind Just to slip away In hopes I’ll miss the delayIn a Dark Cave...
[Free me from this infinite ring of feeling]
But the stillness lingers Crawling through the walls down the halls Peering like a creep while I sleep It makes me uneasy Feeling the fear leading to flight Waiting for the moment to &nbs
Murder in the Imperfect TenseSun forgets to come here: summer solitude. My tongue, imbrued, is only a word you took from me. You’ve broken in the gray. and don’t lie, the night did not take you away. You chased it to that place where hearts are stuck between night and day.Murder in the Imperfect Tense
And that place is called Death.
Have you ever felt the lifeflow? Blood rush, tip toe around God into a darker corner to hide your thoughts amongst the bodies.
The one time I died, I did it in your arms. and we were both happy for a moment. A moment in time, fine,
IsThereBeautyInTheBreakdownlonely over her.....IsThereBeautyInTheBreakdown
the hand i want to hold tells me I don't exist
basking in the mournful tears of a November which is just the same asanyotherday
i grab my coat and the collar was pre turned; it knows my pains it knows my sorrow it knows what hurt will come tomorrow.
imagining the cigarette puffs in my mouth, i gag but supress myself. it was a relief it was a backup. and the image makes me sigh with glorification but i know it likes to feed. scratch away at the preciosu lungs. these lungs that heave. these lungs that break and cry with every though of your face &
Bus 57 to CedarwoodBUS 57 TO CEDARWOODBus 57 to Cedarwood
Why Today
Amanda woke up as the bus plunged down the steep cliff. Around her small things flew, floating in the falling vehicle. Time began to slow down. With it, everything around her blurred; all ambient sounds became a slow stream of incoherent waves. Today, of all days? Why did it have to be today? she thought. Some moments later, time came to a full stop. Silence and blurriness reigned. The bus driver was nowhere to be seen, and so were the other passengers. Except one: a teenager seated in the very back row. He wore a hood so she
camping
Satisfied
Really good.
it's good to be back.
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.love is the lie that fools us all.
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You look to your left and to your right, this is when you find no one there and you realize, it's up to me to make my own path in life.
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You look to your left and to your right, this is when you find no one there and you realize, it's up to me to make my own path in life.
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.love is the lie that fools us all.
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