misery isn’t a buisness
just a yard sale
Tag: Memory
homeless boy
with all these roaming thoughts
running wild in a field of pollen
towards a wishing well
singing simple as…
the well joined in at the chorus
and it’s simple ass that
untitled 04
they say she’s a pony
she’s my dear;
a bambi on the outside
a trackstar on the inside;
the best at hide and seek
the one that got away so to speak
never one to be phoney
cute as a button, tony tony
lowkey twenty four seven
loki with some dunks, confession
orchid
you crave change
you uproot yourself
sogiveenoughtimeandspace
to repot
five off wings
i never know what i am doing
everything seems the same
feels the same
everyone has
the same face
face stealer, pray to Koh-
when every day feels like yesterday
just know
know i’m doing
everything that i want
not stopping for your flyer
usopp
i am a beautiful liar;
spinning tales of romance-
on a beach in spain
eyes pinned on a land mermaid
hands locked walking towards a crimson sunset
adventure across mountains-
freedom is our wings
& we glide across these plains
like we own this earth-
slaying demons
the ones walking on all fours
water breathing along bloody threads
and the one’s living in our minds-
all from the comfort of my couch~
blurred line
i don’t play make believe
i make you believe
that this shit
is real
crocodile skin
i need plans
to wear these shoes
for you;
now, after all these steps
up hill – both ways
i wear these shoes
for me
role play
your energy
is a pint to my veins
never enough;
feeding my needs
in a hand cup
tied with loose handcuffs
heavy breathin’
used to go out miles away to see the stars at night
now we’re smogged out
high as fuck
now we’re the stars now
Saint's Muse 