✤ Another day of play pretend . . .
∴ Evil whispers in my mi-i-ind
Promisin a paradi-i-ise
Away from all the sounds
Six feet underground
I’m falling for their lies soContinue reading✤ Another day of play pretend . . .
✤ On or off, it’s all the same . . .
∴ He took off his shirt and,
Took off his mind.
And barely put on
His life on the line.
So when it came down,
To victory or shame
He saw on, or off
They’re really the same. Continue reading✤ On or off, it’s all the same . . .
✤ I only see in black and white . . .
∴ I used to believe the world was full of colour and life. I could see them all, the rainbow
✤ The thrill . . .
∴ The thrill, believe me, is as much as in battle as it is in victory. ✠ Thank you to my
✤ In the middle of the . . .
∴ In the middle of the night, in the middle of the night
I’m wide awake, I crave . . .Continue reading✤ In the middle of the . . .
✤ Hellish . . .
∴ Yes, we know there is a special place in Hell reserved for us. ✠ Thank you to my wife, Ryanna, for
✤ Of things that happen together . . .
∴ Coming together is a beginning. Staying together is progress. Working together is success. ✠ Thank you to my wife, Ryanna,
✤ To stretch. . .
∴ You know, often times I relish in ignorance, to a degree. I gather into myself, and become stationary in the comfort of self-lies. Like with nature, bark starts to form around me, and I solidify. But every once in a while, something hits you, and you get to stretch, and come back to life. Continue reading✤ To stretch. . .
✤ When the light gets too much. . .
∴ Light is good. It allows us to see, and provides us with warmth. The hearth, the fire, the sun. . . they are all essential to life.
Still, though. . . sometimes, the light becomes too much. We see excessively, the warmth gets strangling, and we just yearn. . . for some dark, and solitude. Continue reading✤ When the light gets too much. . .
✤ The blood red sky. . .
∴ And when our eyes meet they burn, like the blood red sky. . . and the fire, it washes over the psyche, and scorches the boundaries that would see it extinguished. Continue reading✤ The blood red sky. . .