Drown. (with Jesslee, Jeremiah, & Explicit) - - (Explicit) Drown me slowly... But; I don't wanna die... Ooo, I'm so lonely... Yet; I'm not sure why..? Soo... Drown me slowly... Drown me in your lies... I said; Drown me slowly... Cause'; Time will immortalize... Don't look at me, With those eyes... No; Don't look at … Continue reading Drown.
Infinite Dimensions. (with Dustin, Jeremiah, & Explicit) - - (Explicit) Floating ; Floating, Through... Infinite ; Dimensions. Floating ; Floating, Through... Infinite ; Dimensions. Vibing ; Vibing, With... Rhythmic ; Extensions. Not to mention... We're levels beyond, Basic comprehension, Despite; These generous intentions. Floating ; Floating, Through... Infinite ; Dimensions. Floating ; Floating, Through... Infinite … Continue reading Infinite Dimensions.
Landmines... - (with Jeremiah, Ivan, & Explicit) - (Explicit) Every direction I go, Landmine. Every direction I flow, Landmine. Every direction you know, Landmine. Every direction got me, Steppin' slow, Hoping not to blow, Landmine. Dear Lord I'm prayin', Just to feel fine, For once. I'm tired of all these, Damn; Landmines. ...... Wounded soldier, … Continue reading Landmines.
Rib Cage. (with Jesslee, Jeremiah, & Explicit) - - (Explicit) Breathing so hard, There's cracks, Within my rib cage. Breathing so hard, With trembling hands, Author; Cannot turn the page. Breathing so hard, To cleanse my soul, Cause'; I'm burnin' sage. Finding inner peace, Through exhaled rage. Best choose carefully, The wars you wage. Best … Continue reading Rib Cage.
Shipwrecked... (with Quinox, Jeremiah, & Explicit) - - (Explicit) So many times, My heart; Been shipwrecked. This should explain my, High guards & need, To protect. I have too much, That I'm unwilling to, Accept. A lot on my mind, But still can't, Make the time to invest. In my dreams, I overdose, In this … Continue reading Shipwrecked.
Wolves (with Amelia, Jeremiah, & Explicit) - - (Explicit) With the full moon, Shining; Against my skin, The silence of my soul, Starts howling again. Paw prints in the snow, Breath; Frozen in the wind. Aggression for protection, Natural selection, Is the exception for my sins. It's this moment right here, That my journey begins. … Continue reading Wolves.
my insides are breaking thanks to mistakes I've been making. I'm not complaining, im happy I'm draining. all the toxin that I thought was medicine, drinking it in, expecting benefit, has finally been revealed, as a time waster and sickness I can feel. Love burned hot enough to melt steel, now I'm ice cold and … Continue reading Cavern Cracks
I cleaned my car out today. it felt a little funny, almost like stepping out of detox therapy. Strange. When I was inside the rugs were littered with debris, conglomerating into a garbage sea. from long voyages across bridges, akin to journeys through the mind. Never finding time to sort through, what came to. Each … Continue reading Cleaned out My Car
My circuits are crossed, Misfiring synapses The structure collapses All is lost Nothing left Until the next breath What have I forgotten What do I remember? Is it a true memory? Or something I've tempered There's an overload of voltage Running through blown out wires Struggling to forge connection Struggling to force completion The resistance … Continue reading Mental (Hay)Wire
Anger is a mask for the hurt inside, I'm doing it to myself now so why am I surprised? I'm not going to allow it to make me bitter, Start to rotate the slate and become better, forever in a few hours Guess now I know how that feels, to imagine every set of wheels … Continue reading Transmutation
When have I sat, so long and so still Not seeking another thrill, developing new skills, and finally getting my fill Of grief, and falling, not calling out for help. I'm suffering for sure, the hurt is coming in and making me more pure The toxin was the cure. Trust in the process everything else … Continue reading Cure Through Toxicity
There's a sign in the window, from where I stand it reads, Caution, don't love me. So I check the hours and walk on in, the woman at the counter calls out "How've you been old friend? Fancy seeing you again." "I'm already a bit confused, have I met you before, I'm pretty sure, This … Continue reading Strand Of Silk
Eyes wide open but I think I'm still dreaming, conciously aware of the illusory fantasy surrounding me. Entrapped within a solid wall of bone, projecting images that I imagine to be home. Pinching flesh to assure myself it's real, what I see might be, but I dont know about how I feel. Walking through fog … Continue reading Pilgrimage For My Self