The evening
I get home from work And I got nothing to say But there is no one to talk to anyway I sit on the couch Deciding what to watch Lean over, smoke, scratch my crotch Guess I'm just tir…
The journal
587 entries — poetry, lyrics, photographs and passing thoughts, from May 2014 to July 2026.
Forever
There are a million decisions made If I could just undo a few And change all that has come to be Rather than fester on the ashes of my dreams Here with the ghost of you And with th…
"A man can bare any how, provided he has a why"…
The Mouths of Dead Men
I walk the streets Hungry, tired like a worn out coat Smothered by the memories The doors of houses with their toothless grin The faces long since gone Perhaps they will find where…
Something more
What have I become I am so afraid to see Who is this bitter man Standing in front of me Isn't there something So much more I don't want to think about you Anymore The distance betw…
Save me
Here in the blur of your memory Like a dead soul lost in space The tears of my agony Are frozen to the side of my face If I could fix myself, you know that I would for you But it's…