Seasons
I can hear the silence The quiet little discontent Pleading in the wind The hopes by which we live The forgetfulness of yesterday Forgive me for I have sinned The hallways are empt…
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587 entries — poetry, lyrics, photographs and passing thoughts, from May 2014 to July 2026.
I can hear the silence The quiet little discontent Pleading in the wind The hopes by which we live The forgetfulness of yesterday Forgive me for I have sinned The hallways are empt…
I want to to go far away Where no one knows my name I want to sleep and not wake up And forget this endless pain I want to smile like I mean it Find some purpose to it all Some rea…
If we think, and therefore we are, than most are not, because they don't think
Once I swore I had wings But I've burnt them all away I believe I had a voice But now there's nothing left to say I gave of my everything And I was left here to bleed So I'm sittin…
Let's be frank shall we? The world is a stinking pile of dung You a double d? Wealthy for goldiggers? A fashion model, well hung? How much can you give me? You going to make me loo…
How cruel to make me love you So terribly wicked to make me care Stripping the dreams from my head Taking me away then leaving me there How wretched the kisses you gave How sweet t…
what a miserable countenance that I should be staring into the abyss what a terrible thought it is that a world should be designed like this what a cold realisation that all things…
Replaying a then Won't change the now Finding a why Won't make another how Unpredictable outcomes Are outcomes nonetheless Hope turns to loss Love turns to bitterness Imagining wha…
I feel like a ghost town Once where the homes were full The windows now are boarded up The wind howls in the street The parks no longer filled with smiles On the pavement lies a ti…
This malicious incongruity Polar divides in space Sedated to pass the time To forget that which we cannot replace Buried in the sedition Of what is, and what is not Sick and convol…
Who's to blame for my mistakes Other than myself It's all just the same truth Taken from a different point of view The lack of love and hope Or any kind of virtue
Perhaps we never see the finality of forever The real meaning of eternity Our lives so fragile like glass Perhaps we don't understand the ramifications The deep, unchanging gravity…
Remembrance, strange as it is All the way back to seventeen Coming back from a night out Walking down the street in torn jeans What a weekend The godfather movies, sex and the pixi…
I'm tired of the longing On this cold and distant shore I'm tired of staring at the endlessness And each day missing you more I feel so lost and wounded The scars I have are the on…
Unmade bed clock, scribbles against the wall Antique mirror, forgetfulness Pride goes before the fall Loveless Barren like a storm Repugnant Not a man but a worm Tick, fridge hummi…
The incoherent blur of the world Bleeding through my head like blue The colours, shapes of things that are Goodbye, the finality, fuck you The glowing fade of time My face held up…