Cabin
locked insidethe dark cold cabinof my mindwhere birds don't singwhere city noises hidebehind silenceit's warm insidethe cozy cabinof my dreamsa place where i ca
When I write on empty page, it usually poetry or lyrics. They are a bit different but kinda the same also. Some are intended to become songs and have more of a rhythmic flow and rhymes, choruses, verses. Poetry is more loose but sometimes the poetry turns into lyrics and takes on a life of its own. And all great poetry has a great rhythm and flow to it. But poetry is more free, you can do anything, explore form. Scream and bleed.
locked insidethe dark cold cabinof my mindwhere birds don't singwhere city noises hidebehind silenceit's warm insidethe cozy cabinof my dreamsa place where i ca
from the cold and darka new beginning startseverything is left behindfor a chance to live a different lifeit's the last day of the new yearnothing familiar exce
i' m killing timei don't know whyi ain't dead yetbut i don't feel alivedon't knowwhere i'm supposed to beso i drownin my sweet misery i'm killing timebut i don'
i'm turning into something that i'm notand it's making me forget who you arei don't wanna forget who you arecause you make me everything i'm not there are somet
love is not all you needlove is not all you needlove is not enough is love the cause of all the misery and pain?is love the chain with which we wrap ourselves a
don't need no moneydon't need no famedon't need no womandon't need no namedon't need no goddon't need no jobdon't need no lovedon't need no
something is happening to me but i'm not scared I guess I'm just becoming more aware aware of what I am and what is around aware of all the
i know it's been so longi know it's good to move onmaybe it's been too longi wish i'd know where you are
i got this hunger insideto feel more and more alivei'm going forward but im on rewindi wish someone wouldjust press playi think that would b
i've been standing stillfor much too longlooking for somethingdon't even know what