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I'd like to say I'm alive In some strange sort of way I'd like to say I'm immune But all I do is decay These stupid words Mean less with each passing day Save me, fuck just save me…
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587 entries — poetry, lyrics, photographs and passing thoughts, from May 2014 to July 2026.
I'd like to say I'm alive In some strange sort of way I'd like to say I'm immune But all I do is decay These stupid words Mean less with each passing day Save me, fuck just save me…
I hope that you ache like I ache a dull miserable pain lingering in the door We don't wait for happiness here it never did come so we will not wait anymore the undeath of a man a l…
I remember always having plans you know, some idea of my life changing the world, a purpose something more, a wife something other than ashtrays puccini, coffee, a bank account mor…
Desire never diminishes It remains, though silent Smoldering in the dark All it takes A single instant, a fragment A singular unintended spark
Sensations like violent dreams torn open eyes wide to see Inconsolable and worn this terrible tragedy flesh ripped from bone conquered by our own vice a wheel, a broken cog in some…
My antagonistic queen My mistress of misery What else could you want When you've already taken it all from me? I decline with the setting sun fading on some distant shore I've bled…
I used to count my life in the hours 'till I could you see, now I count it in the years it's taking to forget you.
Love is so easy to let in,but almost impossibe to let out, and each night the lonliness creeps back in...When I stare at the empty bed she no longer graces. There's simply nothing…
Who I was before I can no longer recall The days simply bleed into each other I have fallen down With no means left to stand I have no reasons left to bother
I'm sleeping But you're making a scene You're still Tearing me apart And it's just a dream
Two black entities The path lays between Both converge in flames Both end in misery No matter which road No matter the way I choose I was made to carry this I was born to lose You…
Some of us are predisposed to misery Some of us are inclined to the pain I know that the sun is shining But all I can feel is the rain
The days go by And we grow old Like withering blades of grass The seasons change We are but ashes and dust And were never made to last