yell
I need someone to yell at me. I like my truth served with force. Some call it tough love. I just call it love. Love hurts when we are over-coddled by our own echo chamber vanity snowflake existence. Truth blinds…
Started writing lyrics and poetry when I was 15 because it was the only place I felt free to say whatever I wanted. Been doing it since then. No rules. Only words on a sea of white like blood on snow. This is me at my most real, raw, and unfiltered. Like a wounded animal crawling back to his wonderland cave. My poetry is a trace of blood for others to follow. Nowhere to hide except here and now.
I need someone to yell at me. I like my truth served with force. Some call it tough love. I just call it love. Love hurts when we are over-coddled by our own echo chamber vanity snowflake existence. Truth blinds…
fucking hell i am in a bad cycle been microdosing last 3-4 months drinking on the off days and lots of xanax last few weeks feel like total zombie coffee in the morning none of these are helping me need…
used to run the rat race before the rats took over the place now the rats run in my mind running away from time running away from the ties that bind running towards some kind of dying light comes alive…
thank you for showing me where the demons hide you were right, i am just like your father and your grandfather and all the fathers of a violent love that hurts us and blind us and i need to sometimes…
this is also the special portal her cat is starting at when its darkwhen the invisible waves crash too hard that laugh in the end is wonder fullsome elite warrior humor trying to find a therapist here or online or…
when the lights are down low i sit in silences looking for cities made of dust, and snow waiting for someone to meet me half way there on the trail where mountains turn into this
i am at my happiest when living in a world beyond time staying up all night with friends making music and taking breaks in fresh autumn air smoking outside drinking georgian wine and getting high talking about life and women…
I wanna be a fly And spy On world leaders A fly with a human mind Listen to what They are really saying Fly around the world I will rest in wildnerness Have a little fly nap On a mammal’s…
I’m a drug lord cartel king I am the drug My business model is to get you addicted to me My songs, my writings Everything i do I wanna make you high I wanna make feel alive Without a comedown…
who i am is beyond words i am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other i am the deepest heart and the brightest light who i am is also this i am immense presence master…