fantasy
to get to where you wanna go you gotta be there already from the get go success is a paradox the moment you start wanting it is the moment you stop having it what you give you give to yourself…
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.
to get to where you wanna go you gotta be there already from the get go success is a paradox the moment you start wanting it is the moment you stop having it what you give you give to yourself…
change is coming believe to be loved inner spaces growing believe to be loved fall asleep in the heart of the sun believe to be loved drive around the city looking for someone believe to be loved the spirit calls,…
don’t need anything or anyone i wanna surrender to the sun travel the world write songs feel love feel nothing find love in nothing dive into nothingness into the darkness find a new continent build a life there community i…
start to see the people who annoy you as children lost in the wilderness eating shit, talking shit living lies who cannot comprehend what you are saying or doing because your words and actions are a state of being like…
love doesn’t save us we save love please don’t expect others to do what they don’t know how to do where truth hurts is where i wanna go lets avoid everything else burn it all what if i’m the strong…
be changed all the way the whole world or nothing at all right here right now come home go inside the heart of hearts against all odds show them who’s the king of love
you ungrateful bastard finding fault wherever you go all this information all this technology all these experts all this music all these cities too much it’s just too much and yet… i can’t seem to get enough feel sorry for…
i’m not meant for this world so i live in my own world like the flip of a switch suddenly can’t do anything all energy and strength, gone all motivation and willpower, gone all plans and goals and dreams and…
The Straw graspers Never quite there Never quite anywhere Grasping at straws
Let it all come to me This bittersweet agony Go inside the feelings And let it all blossom Find your place Where you dont belong Thoughts of jesus on the cross Darkness sets in And all you can do Is…