(2015)
Why does your heartbeat sound like… In dark empty alleys every time I… I’m here listening as you breathe And I try to keep my breathing in… It feels like oxygen masks on high…
We scar like C-sections in diffic… As though it was the only natural… As though stitches were made to ru… To remind us that we are nothing m… We burn like we have the 'Highly…
lead me to where our journeys reve… and the turmoils in us never speak… lead me to where footpaths are wor… and the stars shine bright like si… lead me to where the jungle gives…
Temperamental hearts colliding in… Split open like rift valleys on A… Bone marrow cut clean from rotten… Unable to feel fear or pain Leaving reason rested in pieces
Confused snowflakes hitting the gr… Lonely white skeletons locked out… Freezing out in the cold Deserted on polluted highways Wrapped in insane degrees
Facing different battles Dodging different arrows Yet the world couldn’t shield us From the aimed daggers of truth Victims of poisoned rose petals
Somewhere between my stumbling fee… And my dusty compass Somewhere between the sunbaked cro… And my shriveled map Somewhere between my faith and my…
i love the way you pretend like the darkness inside doesn’t s… like the bitterness you cradle doe…
you with eyes like cosmic dust from exploded meteorites hauled ac… with a smile of a thousand galaxie… make my knees buckle against empty… when the electric touch of your fi…
i will crawl into you soul, plunge into you like a force of na… i will haunt your daydreams like d… i will coil in your bones and fall… i will dance in the blueness of yo…
There is a cold war in me Verbal insults between my heart an… Each will not let the other be For they both want to lead Torn between emotions and logic
THOUGH OUR LIVES ARE NOTHING MORE
If there is a chance Even the slightest of chances Even though as small as dust parti… Twirling in the light If I could wrap my fingers around…
Is this how Patricia felt Standing on the sidelines Watching her man Love another woman? Watching what once was
I chain my thoughts like fire brea… but it does not stop me from thinking about you I cut my wrists and watch as blood… like waves on tired shores,
