It’s never how we want And rarely how we hope. When how things are show themselves, Escaping from the shadow and deceit of what we thought, We can sink down into the vacated darkness Or swim against the tar-like tide, Resisting the shackles of what could easily be. A life is never lived without regret […]Read More 88.
Nothing about this city fits A disparate noise of clashing ideas and ideals Colours merging into one swirling distorted rainbow Dreams and despair existing in each others space, A feeling that can’t be articulated or caught to be tried. It’s nothing all at once as been everything it could ever be, Spoilt for choice in […]Read More 87.
I think too much And with comes a distrust of time Because time is always leading To be chased and never caught And thinking too much wastes too much And once wasted it’s never reclaimed It’s gone And time forgets So all we thought Is nothing except the scattered ashes of yesterday Blown away in […]Read More 86.
There’s masks And costumes And we choose according to day and mood and crowd We become what we wish them to see To know But the covers sometimes slip And expose what we tried to keep hidden The truth of nothing Because who we are is a secret to us most of all.Read More 85.
It’s tiring. The constant life of a moving personality.Read More 84.
Sometimes, the point gets lost And with it goes the will to act. To walk on over the treachery of the shifting ground beneath our feet, And risk the uncertain skies that push down from above us; But sometimes, we find that gift again. A force to pull us through, Carrying us over the ground, […]Read More 83.
People. Not the plan.Read More 82.
When this world spits you out And refuses to hear, Don’t let it silence you Or hide away in fear; There’s always another day Another way to break through, There’s always more strength, And it’s always in you.Read More 81.
Those who do and do not say, Rise above those who say and do not do; Because to only say is to impress on only them, And to act is to answer “who are you?”Read More 80.
You only do what you think is allowed And feel how your actions dictate. The contradiction of living without being alive, forced acceptance repelling the hate. Actions that themselves are dictated by a carousel of rules and restrictions enforced by a gentle unknowing. You won’t accept, through a misplaced error of strength, that you don’t […]Read More 79.