Dec 12, 2017
i die not because i’m dead but because i’m falling in love with your touch every day it stings in echoes surrounding my mind triumph of us is nothing but sin as in you and i we don’t quite make sense with jagged edges q…
Dec 11, 2017
You look for truth in the beginning, but nothing makes sense until the end.
Dec 6, 2017
in night of we talk of fading a demon in midst of ourselves talking in tongues to hell we’re basking in him to feel a bliss of evanescence the irony of happiness kissing the feat of heaven but the gravel of hell and i …
Dec 4, 2017
in wake we slide our emotions of bliss twined with minds we reap breaking bones to feel quite immense beyond the sun we’re spinning in font different than this kissing frogs in motions we never forget the truth in our r…
Dec 2, 2017
Some oceans make sense. Most do not. Become the difference.
Nov 29, 2017
winding roads in eve with twists from shadows of trees he seemed lonely with heart atop mountains in dire innocence we swam our seas vacationing in toxins satan’s sin seemed fluorescent with tips like cherries eyes lik…
Nov 27, 2017
falling on inconsistency taking a dip in night in eyes i find truth used men in low fuel fighting the dive in mine with lids shut and mouths closed waiting on mirrors we stood i dip in thrills making sense before it com…
Nov 26, 2017
dancing on white lies noise in the night creeping on backs of men in deep cries i feign on his voice to tango in thought brooding on his horse a false knight in might
Nov 22, 2017
You speak in night, not because it’s night, but because it’s dark enough in theory that no one will see you.
Nov 20, 2017
calling on angels for their worth in you deepened moments of dark blue truth sadness in rolling greens behind mountains of your teeth false laughter in our time broken by ribs of men in dire honesty we’re screaming in b…