The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
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…
your cigarette glows over the TV… grey clouds emanate in this grotes…
Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
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
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.
This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
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
How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
what do you see, what do you see when you look at me? atoms and particles bending light? and what about the night? Do you see me as I see you?
It’s the dollar bill that kills cheap thoughts been bought from the man that said you cant
Sailing at night or sailing in mor… all sailors take warning. We live in a tide of lows. With sewage that backflows through…
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
Shadows, A sad man’s reflection all to hide his complexion you can try to run or hide but your shadow is your dark side