I’m rewriting my past, And repaving my path To the future May habits no longer Hold me back. I am one of the lucky ones One of the ones who carries scars Like a name on a cross or a house Marks, on a humans skin Like shooting stars. I am not sorry this time …
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Midwest Blues in June.
Living in the Midwest Was kind of like Having thanksgiving all year around, Casseroles at every funeral, reunion, celebration and/or solemnization, As they stand one and the same Grim faces in the wedding party and Parents trying to live vicariously through Children who don’t know any better Than to follow footsteps And to embrace their …
Secret to staying
Is there Some secret To staying That keeps itself At arms reach From me? Will I be running Forever? If the secret to staying Exists I’m begging to know. A secret to staying Sounds A little bit Drastic But I assure you It absolutely is. This is My entire life And I am afraid I …
A letter to lady liberty
I believe in things I cannot see or feel In a physical sense When the sun is behind clouds Or asleep at night Does that mean it is not there? The same goes for god, If you listen close enough You live with her heartbeat In your chest Just like I do. Except I wear …
A letter to lady liberty
I believe in things I cannot see or feel In a physical sense When the sun is behind clouds Or asleep at night Does that mean it is not there? The same goes for god, If you listen close enough You live with her heartbeat In your chest Just like I do. Except I wear …
You are asleep and I…
I am a bird Figuratively not Literally In the way that I Both Love and hate To be bound To be caged. I am a bird Figuratively not literally In the way that I I long to stretch my wings To fly but the moment The cage opens I clip my own wings To stay …
Scar’s Bedroom Blues Station 