BUBBLES
sometimes i find myself in these bubbles they can be so subtle i might not understand until many years later How precious this life is Like pounding through the streets of Bucharest in an old car with a tape deck…
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.
sometimes i find myself in these bubbles they can be so subtle i might not understand until many years later How precious this life is Like pounding through the streets of Bucharest in an old car with a tape deck…
baby you lied to me you said you wanted crazy and i gave you crazy you said you wanted love guess i loved you too much you couldn’t handle it the thing with me is though you either get all…
because it represents a part of me i don’t like this idiot child who is greedy and doesn’t give a fuck about anyone especially all the non-human animals fat idiots eat who suffer and are murdered so people can feel…
most of the time these days i just stay home and keep to myself so i can focus on my art which in my case means practising my instruments or working on new music writing, recording, mixing, producing i also…
my life is a poetry machine everything i do and say and use is for the way i express the hidden truths
do you remember those times when your life was an adventure you explored the forests the young folk will never know what it was like before the internet propaganda machine took over the minds of lost youth now dressed up…
dead saints live forever saviors of inner worlds library of thieves run amok running these heart operations leave traces as cold places stealing with style old friends to borrow for awhile
i’ve been playing music for like 30 years started on the piano when i was 7-8, drums 10, guitar 11 started writing songs at 15 had to start singing too because i didn’t know anybody else who could sing and…
too many books to read videos to watch thoughts to think places to see people to talk to too much time can’t handle it no more too many lies i want more
i keep having these conversations with the people i know people in my email people from my shows people in my phone but i forget to ask all the right questions forget to go deeper and get curious instead we…