Most thoughts come in waves,
Sometimes they sweep me under...
Late at night my dreams are crowded aside
by tumult arising from concerns from without...
If they talk they talk after one
But all the nails in his socket were gone...
Never was a man who knew of good
Revealing no mercy when I knew I could...
Evil expects that from others
Not to seek comfort from faith of his mothers...
I hit the ground hard,
But wasn’t expecting...
Walking down the veins of my heart;
by the silence of the sky...
When would this vagabondage end?
Where, my friend...
This Valentines-
my heart...
To hear from her
explodes a thousand stars...
Upon a night so cold and dreary
feeling life drain, making me teary...
I saw my future
Without you while you were still...