Innocence Lost. (with Amelia, Jigha, & Explicit) - - (Explicit) What the fuck is innocence? Mine died, A long fuckin' time ago. What the fuck is innocence? Is there; Anything good left to know? I said; What the fuck is innocence, Mine died, A long fuckin' time ago. What the fuck is innocence, Hmm... Guess … Continue reading Innocence Lost.
Category: Jarrett
“loneliness of the few friended old man.”
He feeds the birds on the bench alone. He walks slowly crumbling walks back to homes he had once known. He lumbers into his bed and lays there to think. 'oh what has become of me. I'm alone as can be. I feel only the family who loves me. Yet the few friends to count. … Continue reading “loneliness of the few friended old man.”
“I’m sleeping,…wake up?”
I'm out of control on the road to hell and with no control. I spit and scream blazing eyes golden green. Say I'll leave you again! I'll fucking be your end what a work of art your tears will look on painted eyes of beauty innocent rage. Oh, I'm so sleepy I doze away unto … Continue reading “I’m sleeping,…wake up?”
“Drown in the ocean, scream at the mountains”
I walk so staggered into the lights path, I walk so broken my knees break as I knee before the podium. Life was filled with second glances and fool, only Aman in a world of painted pictures of plenty yet none to satisfy. I feel so beyond repugnant and tooled, plasters in guilty fault, and … Continue reading “Drown in the ocean, scream at the mountains”
“Ever lone valentine rose.”
You see, no other flower walks with me, nor daisy, nor tulip, nor lovely cherished other...I, thy rose has been torn of thine petals. Only I have no thorns either. I am, but a useless flower of all thine fair Nigh; I, that no one keeps, just a throw away. Give me away. I; forgotten … Continue reading “Ever lone valentine rose.”
“Crossroads.”
You have no idea what it's like to be me. You sold me out it seems. But i try, or i guess tried. And now i'm stuck. Looking at two paths. Both a choice. Ones, wait. Ones, opportunity But what do I do when the heart beats you. But I have the chance to start … Continue reading “Crossroads.”
