Self-explanatory.
The walls of my vision split like an atom, bursting a billion stars like plastered plastic barbies reduced to pellets. Gaseous particles bombed the dark for their friends to see, in the cold of one endless night a tiny fleeting light. My hearing shattered at the point of heart break, falling deaf on the kitchen… Continue reading Periphery
Leaves rustle with the wind, and we are blown. Nature breathes in, we are exhaled. Oceans churn, and we are born. Life out is life in. One side of a coin does not exist without the other.
Feeling a fleeting, fringe, fraction of fire ignite your soul is reason enough to chase a ghost for the rest of your life. Freeing frantic midnight fights from your soul is reason enough... enough to let a ghost go.
Seeing the sky with new eyes means shedding the old, the pain is searing but what comes post revealing, are vistas oh bold.
Yeah I'm here and we're here and we're seemin' okay but we don't know what we're doin. No we don't know what we're doin. No we don't no we don't no we don't no we don't. And we find ourselves in our town in our time and we're workin with what we've got. And we… Continue reading Lyrics
Molding and melting, folding and pelting, greasing and gassing, holding and passing. Letting up a tad to see it spin out, grabbing on tight and trying not to shout. Bingeing on the hard stuff, dying just to last, crying with your hands cuffed, hell has come and passed.
Tick-tock goes the clock for all but the dead. It goes up and down, fast and slow but never stops. Craters fill, mountains fall and I feel so small. Could causality be the only thing to cause anxiety? If ever the clock went back, only for a day or two, how neat would it be… Continue reading Clock
