i view past the corner of my eye emptiness when our lives just want to hide.. why do we want to die when people wish at times they lived our lives? i cant figure out the reason to the dampness in the corner of my eye, i cant find a reason why i want to… Continue reading +the corner of my eye+
Tag: black and white
slipping
my mind finds small corners to rest, when the day is too long, and my fortifude falls to short, i kiss the concrete, with inhalations of smoke and tears, my arms limp, beside my movement, walkin in the black of a mood, that swims over me, lost in the thoughts, that aren’t black and white,… Continue reading slipping
out of the fridge
mass confusion line the streets in my illusion. theres half and half, ying and yand, black and white, and what a site. do i cross the bridge or take my cold heart from the fridge.
The World As A Child
Time passes, and people change. The inevitable development that comes with the passage of time is both a beautiful and damning thing. With maturity follows the unavoidable loss of innocence, blind dependence is replaced with financial worries and struggles for independence, but whatever happens, however we strain to find our footing, there will always be… Continue reading The World As A Child
Fuck the Sheep
were not freaks, its the ones who look at stare at us who are. and its us who change the world without us nothing would change and comformity and ‘sheep’ would rule the world.