Write down your prospects Your seeds of hope rest between the pad and the ink Light hearted subjects are Non-ending objects Contours running deep into the sun’s gaze Our theories on darkness can slow dance with our deepest thought’s silhouettes Your mind can be still in your eye of the storm if your pen allows…

It’s a nice fantasy: Paris & Greece… but I’ve got a shop to keep. It’s a nice dream that keeps the heart alive, but I’ve got a shop to keep. Sorry to lead you into– thinking I meant I wanted to go– oh no!– I always do that. Anyway, it was just pretend, but still…

Explosions going on around me all the time… I have to take cover Explosions going on during my whole life… They followed me out here… Got worse. I was surprised. Or Was I really? The explosions are numbing me yet they are hurting me shattering my soul and I can hear less and less… I…

It hurts the most to think about how happy you made me at times, I can laugh to myself just thinking about the past, I honestly don’t know where things actually went wrong, questions I have for you like was it you? or was it me? I feel so much pain right where my heart…

I spoke with Travis tonight. Told him I might be in love with him. He’s the first person who’s ever validated me. If only Patrick could be a shell and I could insert Travis’s empathy, wisdom, and sensitivity into him. ‘Kurt is a very lucky man,’ I told Travis. And then I hung up the…

If you want my body and you think I’m sexy please DON’T let it show If you want my body and you think I’m sexy please DON’T let me know If you want my body and you think I’m sexy please GO! I’m takin’ me a walk and I’m buyin’ me a cuppa joe I’m…

I’ve got 3 lucky cards in my back pocket One is a Heart Another a Spade Third is a Wild they can’t be outplayed. I’ve got 3 lucky cards in my Hair I’ve got 3 lucky cards in my Boot They’re with me when I walk when I dance when I play I’ve got 3…

Ring around the Rosary your, Mother left you, Your Mother left you, Or Taken, more like it Faking, you strike it Or try to This curveball that life threw …. Swing and a miss No time, to wish That second chances consisted of more than distracted glances Love preoccupied by all the other things you…

Layers… I am covered in layers Layers put on years and years first by them then by me Layers… Layers reinforced with pain squeezed tight… They pulled I tried to push I admit I almost gave up once Then one day from under all those layers somehow I took a deep breath a layer fell…

Mastery of the conflict Defense mode, all your moves encoded In my movements Follow blindly so you have the reinforcements You don’t need I’m down for, anything, you ask for Until it dawns on me that I needed a little more Than a brain of a drone that was a never ending problem that wasn’t…