Self-reflection

As i sit here
Imagining the past
How i want it to last
Too sad that it cant
...

Is my living in Vain

Is the color of my skin in vain
Is the texture of my hair in vain...

Words burst out of my chest
Muted by the chasms of my mind
Thoughts propelled themselves...

Beneath
the stain glass canopy
the holy types do say
in their pious
...

Here I am laying upon my double bed,
Wondering about the things going through my head ,
What...

Sunday morning, 7 a.m.
And it is now a full year on,
No further forward cannot look back...

Some mornings I awake a Cult Centre
of idolatrous worship

Hutchence morphs into Kravitz upon...

The truth of the matter is -
I don't like you very much.
You drone on incessantly about...

Acne scars
resembling a fresh ripened garden tomato
Covering natural beauty
with...

600 ditties
Goodness me fancy that
Tho time has passed fast
Creating verses whilst I’...

I look into my inner self, as I ponder my life whole;
Then deep in thought, they come to me, “The...

I went for a stroll by myself last night
It wasn’t that dark coz the full moon was bright
I...

in the middle of a crowded room I'm jumping up and down
how did I become a ghost that screams yet...

Tormented by his troublesome past
This hallowed heart of pain
Surrenders to it’s memories...

So vain it is with all intention, driving from the rear.
To hang all over, fear and worry that which...