What you see is not what's really there An illusion of a man free from despair A painted on...
When some random asks me why
Should I smile and tell a lie
Should I bow my head and cry...
I feel my old self coming back. She's fucked up and mad and I know you'll like her. She's art and pain and...
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It's orders and chaos
I've never been the best at doing what I'm told
Because if it doesn'...
No more words
I'll let my body do the talking
I've got a wolf for a heart
Put my...
Have you ever hated I can't say that I have. Not truly or fully but often I'm sad. The very...
One look from her brings darkened skies and dread He shapes her lines and rhythms with his art...
Don't check Don't look There's no response It's a mystery why You keep checking...
Dreams never take form and flesh upon the earth Within the glassy image they reside. It may...
It hurts. The pain in my chest hurts. Its screaming a constant reminder. A reminder of...
The last 3 years, there have been tears. Shame and blame, our love aflame. Drugs and pubs, there isn't a...
Running through the empty streets, Hidden in the night. Under the cover of darkness, ...
Was I the spark, Or the flint, Or was I the burn?
Was I the cause, Or the...
Someone watches as the paint starts to peel
Peeking inside to a wall made of steel
...
Look at the slaving peasants,
in toiling havoc wreaks.
the peasant slaves on glumly,...
I flit above the forest green,
over each dale and glen I flutter,
Over meadows bright and...