on the water i'm the tallest eight feet above land twelve feet under
Tag: Depression
regis tower
we took the elevator to the top floor sunny day, we came to play, in my arms till we're all gray. wondering how we got this high in the middle of july you beautiful monarch butterfly- and than you were gone. flew away too a city not far away. i can't cross that border elevator… Continue reading regis tower
troy
it's the nothing that scares me; black voids a space between nowhere and a place that use to exist, like a city forgotten by google maps that place. haunted by regret sorrow and a memory of existing, it's that place that place keeps me up at night- once littered with treasure stripped clean like a… Continue reading troy
clipped crows
never a dull moment words all frozen runnin' from the moment never wanted to be your opponent. but here we are; windows wide open fear holding the keys- back when we were smokin' loud world at ease- please such a simple notion being overseas copin' with a potion. nothing but a busboy singin' sad songs… Continue reading clipped crows
rose trimmer
roots in a field of buds horns with blood weep for their sisters until next spring the next bounce the next bloom
after nineteen and before the world ends
we started as a gift lying cheating killing all before the night shift wasn't it so fulfilling willing to go millions to the bank leave the millions on the street to fend for a penny so gather around for the show they roll around in tax tanks they never miss a beat n that's on… Continue reading after nineteen and before the world ends
broken system
i kept typing 'i' that's how we got here in the first place ignoring our neighbors, seeing- but not listening now they see the burning yet it's always been on fire not just for i but for all
reckless & prideful
i know what took you it's the same poison hurricane demon that lives in me departed and took you i wish i could have been there to duo that beast. find me again, in the next so we can dance another night, i know, that wasn't your last
(u)ntitled
it is here we saw it: cross over the moon bleeding dune two shots and your out too, just another color spectrum close your eyes and they'll still select us; they said they're mature after we endured and we were reassured it was their bag secured-
blanket phone
will remember this as a failure: launch pad in ruin too soon to tune in to early to call it deaf dial tone empty lyrics
Saint's Muse 