To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…
love is like a rollercoaster you build up all these emotions like fear of falling and suspense of reaching the top, anticipation and its purest, once you get up the hill you have to mak...
It’s the dollar bill that kills cheap thoughts been bought from the man that said you cant
Jaw always clenched In pain not power working til I’m drenched Wearing on my body trying to kill the mind
The more things change The more I feel strange The times on my mind Are hard to find real But somehow still remains
why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
your cigarette glows over the TV… grey clouds emanate in this grotes…
Write a poem, just another one, Another minute Another death, an unappreciated br… Just the two of us, my heart, your…
This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
When you say you’re by yourself you need to look around. Maybe reevaluate your mental healt… If I’m so rich at mind, Then i better share the wealth.
Think deep and sink in to thought for with time comes rhyme and my time can’t be bought but they say time is money
Gut full of rocks and head the sam… I guess I’m stone washed but these jeans are mine and no one elses, when you think leave I
another caffeinated week and I’m stuck wandering in my dreams a… feeling so damn beat yet all I can do is smile whats going out of style
Been a lot on my mind So I put some down in lines Watching the sunlight reap last ni… I guess the alcohol patches nothin… I pulled the thread beside my bed…
