The clock
Each time there is a pain in my chest I secretly hope that it is fatal This lack of reason or purpose Is more than I am able I can hear the clock tick That useless measurement of w…
The journal
587 entries — poetry, lyrics, photographs and passing thoughts, from May 2014 to July 2026.
26 May 2019
Nothing
Empty
Dusk
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21 May 2019
Wasted time
They come to me for answers But I really know no…
It's all a black and white photo In a leonard co…
I'm sorry for the ghosts Now it's all just a mem…
The fool
I'd stand in court If I felt I had a case I'd plead guilty For loving your face It's a crying shame I'm stuck here again The lawyers fees I can't pay And I'm stuck in chains Let's…
What is this faceless thing Cold and withered in…
Lost
I'm lost, neither here nor there Beyond the arms of reality The June black sun We're always lost here So happily torn in two An equation never being solved The illusion of beauty W…
4
Four, always four The endless insanity of the infinite I stood, looked to see I opened up the door Again, four Never more, just four Repeat like a broken record The static hiss tha…
To where then shall I fly? Heaven above or hell…
It's dark here At the bottom of this well I'm dy…
Inhale
I have inhaled all those I have loved Till I choked on their memory They turned into vapour And simply dissapeared before me All I have known and wanted Simply turned to dust Even…