Like honest confessions from a compulsive liar
I set fires while dancing in the rain...
I was once so sure of the path I'd take
Gripping as tightly as I could onto destiny's rope...
Spirits disbelieve in Love
Bitter, the taste of immorality...
I was not entirely sure
Of the circumstances...
Crushed underneath,
of the weight from the strain...
Nailed to a beast
upon a rock...
Wild!
Wild...
She wanted, craved, discreet. She was also...
But when she walked into the air-conditioned...
You hurt me once shame on you
You hurt me twice shame on me...
A bitter ale in my hand, the bar is half empty
The leaves outside fall, inside there's stories a...
These veins are neon
painkillers, laced...
The thing with writing
sad poems is, that one...