dark as a shadow
moving in the night...
I drag my adorable flip flops and half a dozen...
along the corridor as my self-esteem expands...
My grandfather owned a farm in Ireland;
he was everything to that land...
You let the bullets fly your way,
You know your gona last another day...
I became impatient
(with myself...
Leaving home over 2 years ago
I cleared out my all my things...
She's never been a beggar, until mental health...
her mortar walls, inadvertently producing a...
I survived hell
in a world that can't stop...
Souls, left to wonder
in the uncertainty of...
Electric magma rises as the phoenix-
Longingly recalls the sweet words of agony...
It would fall from clouded skies
It would leave it's trace in my arms...
The very next day a new stranger came
and took me away in his car...