i can hear you yet i can't see you cheer you on from a distance but i can't see you the boxed prison: passed down and down the one you've seen in books long ago didn't believe it existed yet here it is; still around i know you are there and i see you
Tag: Love
dented cars
this hurts everything everyone's pain shattered glass through a weakened heart; only so long before the world fires back what will be left to call home if if it ever was
entitlement blvd
the world is burning the world is burning they still couldn't snuff it the second time or the fifth they never learn that we want to walk the same street as everyone else
trey
two months ago they threw us in cages locked away the key hidden under under nothing, floating concepts thin layer of blue fabric and six feet apart. two months ago we had to re learn what was important how to live self sufficiently
oblivion
message read where have you gone not the same as you were where did the old you go. i am right here. detox is a process rid of poison that snuck up on me veins purple singing turtle got stuck in oblivion; so i've been climbing, found a motive worth this trail the top has… Continue reading oblivion
breaking news
category five; i don't remember what you look like just how you made me feel, invisible got away with murder it just followed me every left turn until it was right
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
vacant
they keep coming; to room 306- they checked in, locked the door, and dissapeared- they order room service, but no one is their to pick it up they call it ghost hunters come with their cameras leave ith empty pockets all to see room 306. i've seen him, not a they, a he he comes… Continue reading vacant
d twelve
littered enterprise dangerous dump highway twelve bishops take your queen
heart to heart
you dropped the ball you missed an opportunity she was reaching out but you seemed distracted like you didn't give a shit; two frames and no pictures math without numbers paper without desk water with frogs without lilies; can only swim in cold water long enough to take two breathes not to waste on insincere… Continue reading heart to heart
Saint's Muse 