I’ve no strength To laugh today To cry today To smile today To create memories with you
there is no balm, for the defined word of change. Life has no rules, in this seemingly endless but suttle game. Once adaptations are morphed, new surroundings bloom and aren’t the same,...
I was drowning, Each day seemed like i had no belo… All hope in me and around me i’d g… I couldn’t stick to being seen as… Then came a change,
The cold Melbourne air The car windows freeze over great for cross country
All this time, and nothing to show for how much my heart has grown. For all the times
Thou, heedless Albion, what, alas… Dost thou presume? O inexpert in… Yet vain of freedom, how dost thou… With dreams of hope, these near an… Thy splendid home, thy plan of law…
Peter-Peter fish food eater, how does your water taste? It tastes like tap with a touch of… It’s the best we’ve got like it or… as there’s little left to spare.
Cinco hermanos, mamá y papá, parece una familia grande, pero somos sólo nosotros. Si, hubo navidades donde llenábamos dos largas mesas, pero eso fue hace mucho. Recuerdo los grandes asa...
The order is not the first thing, Idea is that first comes spring, Then summer and then the fall, And winter is last of all. Spring with its rains from above,
Dulled eyes and ringing ears— Nothing else is real. Numbness has overruled feeling And all clarity has hazed Until the lines that make up my li…
It’s not in my place to share my t… Now that your gone my hearts still… Nothing’s changed some how it rema… I think of how easy it would be to… I find myself in a corner wasting…
I love you for who you are, I love you for who your not. Though my grip gets weak, My hands cannot let go. I want to let you go,
Looking toward the future with a frightened eye staring down uncertainty trying to pass the quiet nights without letting my mind go astray
Lo, find we here when the ripe day… A kingdom of enchantment by the sh… Behold the sky with early stars as… A jewelled flagon brimmed with pur… Like a dumb poet’s soul the troubl…
Five years it has been, sitting here in hell. Wishing I could see you, though you could always tell. But here I am standing,
Its eyes pierce my soul. Deep crimson, they are. I try to lift my rifle, but I fin… I’m trembling. Trembling!
Maybe I can never touch this blue… It beckons me to caress its white… Stuck to the dry soil with no way… I with no dreams nor passion, just… Who will I be in the untold futur…
Festive season has got me a littl… Yeah, a little bit. At least it’s not so much that I… But I’d be doing good if had plan… I’m so tired that I verbally figh…
White spots sparkle on the water, Sun streaks catch the waves. Eyes bubble - startled tears. The train moves on its way. This place. This nook. This small…
I woke up this morning to an unset… My thoughts were awhirl on the ver… I want to feel joy but there is te… I look over to my love, his body is lame,
Today King’s, Queens, father’s of ****… Rebellion abounds this rainy day! The ANARCHIST dream. We gather at the gates of,
Every day I look at you Look at what I drew Falling upon the dark There is still no spark You seem to be fate
LEFROY. This region is as lavis… As heaven of its primrose blooms b… This is the arum which within its… Folds life and death; and this the… Fadeless as love and truth–the fai…
Creeping in... unrelenting, playin… Making me hesitate with it’s words… It loves my inaction for this is w… On my mind, sanity, and soul is wh… I want to starve it and wither it…
you’re pink like cotton candy you’re rotting all my teeth you’re the sweetest fairy floss i’m a puddle at your feet This i want you to know dear
The tide has come. Some say it purifies the shore, Others say it brings destruction. You’re my destructive tide, Wrecking every bone in my body.
God, the offended God most high, Ambassadors to rebels sends; His messengers his place supply, And Jesus begs us to be friends. Us, in the stead of Christ, they…
Devil eyes steam threw my soul. T… Long black hair as thou she was my… Clenching the gun of her addiction… Jealously corrupts her mind and ma… Highly medicated makes her crazy w…
And the things that once mattered… No motivation at all The only thing I feel: Misery. Why
The western gale, Mild as the kisses of connubial lo… Plays round my languid limbs, as a… Beneath the ancient elm’s fantasti… I lie, exhausted with the noontide…