December 2011
51 posts
Track 8 on a blank cd
I’ve been listening to folk music all night and watching the cars pass over this bridge.
It’s freezing but my heart and lungs are warm from all of the harmful things I’ve consumed.
This is the present, but I feel like I’m 19 again. Making the same poor decisions and letting down the same people. If life is a cycle that goes full turn every two years, I’m out of...
Where's Waldo?
A risk not taken is rewarded with monotony and loneliness.
I don’t think you’ve ever read a word I’ve written. The lengths we will go to impress someone just lead to disappointment and regret.
Nothing ever changes and nothing stays the same. This paradox will ruin me forever.
I want you to see something new in me. Something different and surprising. I want to sleep again....
WatchThug life
Brand New| Jude Law And Semester Abroad
But I...
Heart attacks and smoke stacks.
A night of old hip hop and just enough drinks to feel something.
This is when you tell me how you feel.
It’s perfect out here, I can see the stars and feel the leaves hit me against they blow by.
It’s November now and the glow from the city lights remind me of stories that I wish to forget.
I thought that you were different and that I was changed but neither of those things...
Something about being well rested.
It’s 2:16 am and it’s the first time that I’ve been able to sleep in weeks. Something is slowly lulling me out of my unconscious state.
The song that’s playing is louder than my ears can take handle tonight.
My vision is cloudy and my eyes hurt, I can feel the plastic film over my eyes is making the light from my phone uncomfortable.
It’s all coming to and I...
A brisk walk through me.
Please tell me how I can get to the place you’re at. I have such a hard time reading minds.
You’re far better than you let on to be and I don’t know where to begin.
This ice on the dark roads and my bald tires just adds to the thrill.
I think we both know what’s ahead but that doesn’t lead either of us to change our paths.
Words concealed behind your lips...
Inner city youth
I wish I knew words and how to make people feel.
You’ve been words I can’t grasp and thoughts I can’t express since the beginning. I just want you to feel something.
The hours start slow but soon are past us before we even remember.
There are things I’ll never say and actions I’ll never do out of fear of rejection and embarrassment.
I’m at the sink now...
