...'words can not even express

this heavy boulder on my chest

and these panic attacks...fruck I think it's cardiac arrest...'

Silently obsessing over things I can't have.

Silently obsessing over things I want to p-o-s-s-e-s-s.

Anxiously numb.

Anxiously numb.

This is only a temporary tantrum.

Obscene objects mess with the balance beams of direct thoughts.

Hello & Farewell.

I want to

• write
• teach
• learn
• explore
• love
• expand
• trust
• smile
• feel
• laugh
• share
• paint

map.quest

i am the hate. the biggest denigrate. misinformed madness, she has no faith. they have no love. she has no trust. they'll look pass her eyes and continue the fuss. the bust down hoes, high heels, and low pride. money money rump shaker, tears burnt up inside. laying there wishing it'll all come to an end. dreaming of redemption for this life of sin. sinister eyes yes we all like to pray. sleeping with anger and guilt everyday. promotion promotion they'll find new ways, to enter her chamber of organs left astray. timid torrents balled up into a fist. life-sucking leeches making folks sick. spiritual molecules dwelling up inside. shirley temples of pleasure and joysticks for the ride. directions are obscure because no.one really knows. but how can we see shit, whilst in plain clothes. many moons, moods, and all types of motivation. nomadic memories with none type of relations. calculate calculate it all down to a factor, for children were born free but enslaved right after. just-us, just-us remember that pin? keep trying to escape but boomeranged back in. selfish sacrifice, middle finger in the air. struck down from heaven what a precious solitaire.

care.full

Born underneath the sun, iamheated. My skin is pale it doesn't glow so my soul doesn't shine. Are you happy for me? Nay. I can not be happy for anyone. We are all objects of affection, when it's needed. Modern day hell we've walking in to the slumps of swamp creeks and tussled with the reindeer's of the forest. When do you notice your heart beat? Are you self aware? I fall asleep with my hand on my chest every single night. My commentary is exhausting. Are you ready to die? Well not just yet. When will stop all this self abuse? Soon.We are born with wings but most just shrivel up and fall off as we progress physically,mentally and spiritually. Time machines will never be built because revenge isn't worth anything. Again, why are you so stuck on nothing if it's nothing? We shouldn't have to be in any of this alone.

mad.house

Did you know that she has potential to do anything she wants? Anything at all. She's beautiful. She's brilliant but vaguely unaware. Most of the time she's in denial. They are all in denial. This isn't about me,you or anyone. This is about the whole and the bits & pieces. The precious skin we are within. It's true. You know? The ones you least expect to love you with every molecule they posses...are infatuated from a distance. Sometimes the distance is abridged. Now what do you do? You runaway of course. They say secrets aren't meant to be kept between lovers, but some people have graves and closets spilling over. I can picture it all and it's all a fantasy within my realm. Don't worry child you'll be alright. As soon as you hit puberty it becomes clear(er). From the very second you walk into the room and not a word is spoken, until pinnacle of all the highest mountain top you reach, you can have it all. Do you want it? She's so unsure and uncertain.

Less.than

Nothing.

Nothing is > than no one.

Nothing is that sign of relief when panic attacks.

Just nada.

Options. Choices.

Everyone's no.one.

Someone's everyone.

Black

Black

Black

Why do we start to fade?

Wanka.

Hope is in...

Garbage bags you're about to drop off.

Don't mind me, I don't mind.