when i was little i used to think
the world just goes by and all you do is blink
and i wish
and i wait
for the day that can be true
because every little decision
every little dream
always leads me back to you
and so now i stroll
with my eyes on other things
and my mind is just so talentless
all it can do is think
and i cant play an instrument
i cant feel control
and sometimes
late at night
i don’t feel anything at all
so when i’m alone
on bergen street i’m home
it’s not a pond or a place
it’s the bonds that i can make
in my own little weight in the world
it’s a time without treason
it’s a rhyme without reason
it’s a place where i can be truly free
it’s a world where i can be truly me
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 9:04 PM UTC
some day i’ll sit upon a fallen star
as you remind me of who you truly are
and i will sit in solemn silence once again
and you live day day like money means nothing
like hopes and dreams are just something
that prayers and smiles can buy
and once again i feel myself shrinking
as the tangles inside me resume drinking
and wishing and hoping that this is all just a dream
and i will wake across a big night sky
watching the moon and the stars twinkle on by
but visions of reality are never what they seem
because visions are just visions
and my dreams are just dreams
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 9:03 PM UTC
you are not able
to hold the moon and the sun
together again
Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 8:47 PM UTC
in the back of my mind
i lived and loved
and i made clear
why i was here
so long ago
but right now i cannot even sleep
i cannot even try
i am walking around in a world with a purpose
and i cannot get to place where i want to be
if i have no direction
or any idea where to go from here
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 10:35 PM UTC
sometimes i forget
that for someone to do the right things
they have to be the right person
and being just
but lacking in trust
is a small price to pay
in a world
that belittles you
every single day
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 10:33 PM UTC
quiero estar ahí
tengo que estar ahi
y ja viene
¿pero que es ahi?
mi sueños
o pasadillas
no sabemos
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 10:31 PM UTC
something is always
slipping away from my grasp
and always dropping
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 11:28 PM UTC
something bout falling through the floorboards
got me feeling a different way tonight
as if this hasn't always been my life
as if this struggle hasn't always been a fight
something about creeping towards the basement
got me chanting my last hurrah
i don't know if it's the fleeting sense of freedom
or not cooperating with the law
i'm flying free, i'm flying high
i am flying up towards the sky
the imbalance, the flip, the thrill of it all
has made me feel like this is my last fall
and announcing my last call:
"i never existed at all!!"
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 11:00 PM UTC
on the table
the sharks know me now
they smell my 24k blood
my gold seams
my silver's weight
smoking on my family's name
ain't no one chasin the fame
like me
ain't no one will ever be
brother was a rocker
sister was a thinker
i swear i'm meant to be here
everyone says i'm the blocker
i just see a monster
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 10:28 PM UTC
nothing can ever top the feeling
of slightly delaying your healing
for someone to come in
and believe me
when i say
help
i believe i am beyond a point of no return
try to act like you care and swoop to my shores
but this coast is all receded back
i don't want your sympathy anymore
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 10:25 PM UTC