I sit on the edge of my bed as though it is I,
who was trespassing, rather than the...
Smoking half a pack at once, still stressed.
Kick this shit, aint got a penny in my pocket...
No longer do I fall asleep in your arms
nor do I fall in love with the darkest nights...
You once said that
sunbeams would guide...
You left me.
My dear motivation...
Soft, summer winds leave me isolated
trapped between ebony nights, balmy days...
I found myself by at the edge of my bed,
Elbows on my knees, head in my cupped hands...
Please wipe those tears away from your weary eyes,
for each tear drop that trickles down your sweet...
Your fraudulent lips
seem to hum a...
24th February, 2012.
The sparkling sabre...
Sign of the times, progress.
No longer do we use normal words...
Lifetime for me
lies in those baskets of memories...