27 Jan

Thrill

Maybe it’s the way you move, it could be how your hips sway every time you get down at groove. Or maybe it’s the way you walk, prancing your grace down the runway of my heart. No, no, it’s the way you talk, it’s how you whisper sweet melodies in the sweetest octaves, it’s...
22 Jan

The Pit Of Despair

My decisions are ready to slit my throat Just yesterday I was feeling skyscraper high Who knew I’d come crashing down like a faulty plane In this dark place, Where I’m faceless In this endless nightmare Feeling more like a demon than an angel Heavens door has closed on me And with his devilish...
13 Jan

Tugging Nature, Touching the World

You belong deeply to yourself and I touched the earth with you. Through passage of time some may whither get lost in the wind as the sickle chips away at the deader self yet Every little piece lead to something greater the deeper into your mind I dug, the more beautiful it all became....