I.
I believe in the death of emotions,
Trust became an exercise to teach you how fickle hope can be.
How it takes your desires in the heat of the moment only to drown them in despair.


II.
This life is something else, i transitioned from one who thrives in midst of chaos to a man lost in the search of peace. Vulnerability being my only sin.

Confusion mocks my pride, inexperience stains my actions. Desires tell me to try again, but to what end?



III.
These thoughts push me close to the edge to confront the one thing i fear most in this chase:

Falling.

Either i dare to fly like Icarus or my destiny is to share drinks with the worst versions of myself in
Valhalla.


IV.
This is the last time I will grace these halls, its been a hell of a ride.
For once, even I drink to that.🍺


-Yours Formerly,
  The7thday

Some times things are meant to happen once and once only.

No matter how much the artist craves to paint on a particular canvas he can never do it again.

It might haunt him, it might relieve him. But one thing i can guarantee is that he will day to reminisce

Hands held and submissive breathing, walls taking, walls caving. No translation needed
Pride taken, tap left unopened

Here i am making the most of a something i can never have for myself.
Sistine chaples made on a canvas i might never touch again.

I write these quotes from time to time...
I write for those who believe in love but have never felt it first hand,
Those who believe in the intimacy of lust but have felt the roughness of young love.
I write for those who don't fit in because they seem to be two steps behind every one else.
I write for those who fight their insecurities with this pen.
I write for those who life has taught there's no true disappointment without hope.
I write for those who have demons so versatile, they doubt the trust of someone they call a friend.
I write these quotes for those who believe they are that bad example so others out there live a better life.


I am The 7eventh Day, one of these days I might just write for you.

Stole a laugh and a smile from you and it felt like when Prometheus stole fire from the gods.

Moon lit intentions as I come alive in the night time,
Sun shy with the actions when it comes to what really matters.

I rip myself apart in the hopes that something braver rises from the ashes.

What is Good
What is Just
What you were
Remains Eternal in the hearts of those who are left behind.

I'll never forget you.

There's a simplicity to letting ourselves become what we fear most.

-B.R.M.

In all of us trying to be different we all ended being the same.
Now what?

Every day you wake up and see a different version of yourself in the mirror

Same days you survive, others you question your purpose.

Apparently I'm going to be around for a long time to find out which me was really worth it.

I used to sit and wonder why hurricanes were named after women,
After chasing this love thing for a while I'm starting to understand.

They can destroy everything in your path and still be the most beautiful thing you know.
If progress is to come. This is something I have to outgrow.

All this talk of people dying before they reached their potential,

Who am I to feel like I've been corrupted by mine?

Tried to find your Wonder Woman,
Little did you know she would go from your heroine to you ******.

It's been a while now,
I can't remember what it feels to have you wearing your impulses while you breathe on my neck

Can't remember what it feels to be the reason you need to catch your breath

Can't remember what you and your body taste like,in every respect

Can't remember but will I ever reminisce again with someone else?

Looked past your flaws, I did.
Looked past your bad habits
Until I saw something perfect.
To this day I see no error about you.

But I don't want perfect anymore
I want what's real.

The point of it all was to not feel a **** thing.
But here you are
Here I am,
Here we are.
Stuck in a moment we both don't want to leave.

She said,
Falling in love isn't the dream you think it is

Now I'm just stuck with thoughts of being everything in your Knightmares.

On the days I feel like you should shine more,
I'll bring my darkness.
- B.R.M.

I've killed myself a thousand times over with the things I've left unsaid.

Watching some of the things I've wanted most fall into the hands of another so many times I'm convinced it's part of the script.

My depth betrays me. My mind defeats me. But I know it's the only thing that will ever free me.

"You don't have to look at something a million times to know it's beautiful, one look on its own should be more than enough."

I am.
I am rage.
I am pain.
I am strength.
I am perseverance.
I am determination.
I am procrastination.

I could be every thing I say I am.

But am I honest with myself all the time?

Only time can tell.....
But even time seems to escape me in my thoughts....
My...
Train of...
Thoughts at any point....