Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright
Crush my heart And take from me The very passion that is my soul; Rip it out And leave no doubt
Listen closely to this, mine beati… Thumping with passion, imagination… My longing onto you it does impart In the tuned key of deep adoration… This rhythm of love, it came nary…
I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word
This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…
What is going on Does anybody know For I am lost More so by the day And what is this?
From the day that we met your name has bounced around in my… increasing in volume it’s really loud now but i don’t mind
The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call
Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...
Beyond the vast icy landscapes Far from the othering city There’s someone waiting for me In my favorite dreamscape. God knows I’ve been waiting for h…
Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you
Bestow upon me wisdom So that I may forget it Once again.
Progression or depression, it depends on the portends. But never regression.
Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically
Is it too much to ask for, The self being contained Under the snow of your eyes Reaching out, never quite grasping The height of the situation.
