In darkness these thoughts have made into their place They’ve stolen my mind and hold it in embrace After the curtains fall there’s a new face That torments and consumes my every thoughts’ space This strength is a weakness, it follows me so It’s grip only tightens when asked to let go Constantly clawing, as … More Darkness
Sitting in solitude, lonely, I know Glancing and gazing out of this window I wish that the hands of this clock would move slow But everyone seems to have somewhere to go Why must every journey turn into a race Why do we seem always have something to chase Spending life sprinting and quickening the … More For Better or Worse
Some things are wanted Some things are earned Some things are instinct Some things are learned No one is born With silver in hand They may think they do But don’t own their land Life, it’s a battle Fought by warriors, for ground No parcel is given No acre is found Nothing is owed in … More New Beginnings
Time, its not so timeless And things never seem to change Who we are and what we do It’s stone, not rearranged We live, we laugh, we love, we play We fight, we kill, we fear, we hate Never has it mattered what it is, the day and age Things are all that separate the … More Look at Me
Fame is not what it once was It did not do what it now does The days of old are gone at last For that which was has long since passed Those who seek its key and door Do not know what they’re fighting for Expecting glee, they rush inside And loneliness is all they … More Vanity
All these people, all these poses Looking through a lens of roses Spinning, swirling, they’re all dancing It’s their minds they are romancing We all go out, play the game At night we know we’re all the same Doing things we say we don’t And then pretend and say we won’t Yet you and I … More Sinless Stone
Something’s happening, and a lot of people aren’t realizing it. They can feel it, sure; but they aren’t quite able to put their finger on the sensation that they’re experiencing. So let me try to do it for you. I’m going to describe the phenomenon to which I refer in one, concise, statement: Your consciousness … More The Most Important Thing I’ve Ever Written
My little dog, he follows you He mimics all the things we do He wonders why there’s things out there Why he has nothing to compare He watches fights at the dog park He hears the hounds all howl and bark He asks them why they disagree They look at him, then look at me … More My Little Dog
All these thoughts that hide inside are more than just things in our mind, they’re things that we all can confide and they deserve to be defined. Living in this world we’ve clayed has made us rotten, so decayed, that no one seems to know the answer to “how is a smile made?” Nothing matters … More My Plea
Peep. Pull. Tell me I should try to start writing songs They say that I could make money writing all these wrongs I don’t really think that anybody seems to understand I don’t do this to make money, I do it for the things I stand Nothing that I’ve done has been done to make … More Peeping, Pulling
How the World Should Work 