It happened one night when I had been drinking
I didn’t mean to crash into those Chevrolets
What can I say… I hadn’t been thinking
I hope that in court, I can be convincing
But it feels like a nightmare, I was in a daze
It happened one night when I had been drinking
I could barely see the road, rain had been sprinkling
Or was it a downpour? The streets were a maze
What can I say… I hadn’t been thinking
I can recall the way I suddenly felt like I was sinking
It was not my intention to set those vehicles ablaze
It happened one night when I had been drinking
When people look at me, I can feel myself shrinking
I didn’t expect my driving to result in such raze
What can I say… I hadn’t been thinking
That was the night I should’ve started rethinking
Those shots I was shooting, glasses of those cabernets
It happened one night when I had been drinking
What can I say… I hadn’t been thinking
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:35 PM UTC
A few years ago
I would not have expected
That my sister would someday be my best friend
We used to constantly bicker
Actually
That still happens every day
She ****** me off to no end
But I can’t hold a grudge
Especially not against her
And she always somehow
Resolves the problem
By making me laugh
Until my sides ache
There is nobody else out there
Who I am this comfortable around
And I sincerely doubt
There could be anyone else
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC
silence is sometimes
as thick as a layer of fog,
pressing and suffocating
with so much uncertainty
holding on to its mist.
but other times
it acts as a relief.
someone with a loud opinion
finally found the right time
to close their jaws
or the pounding headache
you've had all day
can now be put to ease
in a state of serenity
with much needed peace and quiet.
the nonexistence of sound
is a mere prerequisite of being loud
as beneficial as it could be
or as absolutely terrifying
you may not know
until it's been broken
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 7:03 AM UTC