It’s 12 o’ clock on a Tuesday night
“Time for me to race” he yells, “Alright...

"Will you wait for me?"
A wind tunnel laced with black-tipped rose petals...

Red rose in full bloom
With every passing minute...

You bless us with
Fields of flowers, azure skies with...

Empty sockets,
Damp and deep...

Flinching, we hold tight
On stale ground. We prepare...

If only I heeded the warnings before,
That prophets had made me see...

I built a wall around me
To surround me like a womb...

As the Sun visits from below,
It's gentle rays awaken me...

Missing childhood
Out grown past...

Do you think God cares if you die?
Do you think He cares if you cry...

"Paper thin candies strewn on the floor.
Paper weight gumdrops glued to my door...