

Closer to Yourself v2When it all comes to the end... I wanna be lost in your embrace. Like a child lost in a sea of color, Riding on the crests of waves Breaking onto a shore of grey, Giving it life and breath.Closer to Yourself v2
When it all comes to the end, Baby I need you to be there. To hold me like the plump, Blackened clouds hold crystalline Drops of hope and love. To hold me like piece of paper Holds the inked words of a pen, Clinging to every last drop without Hesitation or judgement.
It's a cold world outside of our Locked and blissfully ignorant lips, So let


Closer to Yourself v1When it all comes to the end... I wanna be lost in your embrace. Like a child lost in a sea of color, Riding on the crests of waves Breaking onto a shore of grey, Giving it life and breath.Closer to Yourself v1
When it all comes to the end, Baby I need you to be there. To hold me like the plump, Blackened clouds hold crystalline Drops of hope and love. To hold me like piece of paper Holds the inked words of a pen, Clinging to every last drop without Hesitation or judgement.
It's a cold world outside of our Locked and blissfully ignorant lips, So let


Fundamental ChangeThrough the waters of insatiable pleasure I set pillars and cement, rebar and steel. Through the clouds of ignorant bodies I lay stone and mud, A monument to my dissonance.Fundamental Change
My hands blister and bleed. Building. Building.
Crumble and burn away The memories of you. Holding myself in contempt, I cradle the rubble Searching for clues Smoldering amongst the ash and dust. Feeling blindly for Anything to shove and pull, To juxtapose appetite and ignorance, Lust and destruction.
My conscience cracks and aches. Razing. Razin


Dirge for a Broken Family WIP1He watched the man that he reluctantly called dad finish off another drink from a stout glass, Raising questions in his mind about what to expect when this man that beds with his mother takes yet another shot of self respect. He sees that the bottle is nearly gone, and looks in the direction of the devil in disguise, And catches the mans eye, quickly turns away, wondering how someone could do this to his family every day. Blankly staring into the television, the only one whos ever really been there, he hears the mans voice boom Like a crack of thunder through the air, and does all heDirge for a Broken Family WIP1
| College student. 19 years young. Musician. |
i don't think i'm doing anything particularly or uncharacteristically stupid.
not that that's saying much
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You act strong, but your empty bravado is so obvious, idiot.
Thanks for the critique; I was actually thinking the same thing, and meant to post it as a WIP.
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" Nine out of ten cool people play our games. The 10th is dead."
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You act strong, but your empty bravado is so obvious, idiot.
When would be a good time to call you?
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" Nine out of ten cool people play our games. The 10th is dead."
sat-sun some time later in the day. i like to sleep in
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You act strong, but your empty bravado is so obvious, idiot.
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Life is an intricate dance with loud, vibrant music; and I have two left feet and a hangover
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" Nine out of ten cool people play our games. The 10th is dead."
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" Nine out of ten cool people play our games. The 10th is dead."
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