The system works backwards
Unsync from the rest
My tears drown my face
Pouring from my chest

Lying still in this hollow hole
A raindrop falls from the sky
Hits the cold unworthy flesh
As I am lowered to be held high

There’s too many of us
Conflicting each other’s thoughts and porous
Too obsessed with our reflections
To see the truth behind the clouded horizon
Pay attention child, you just might not make it to 2030
The earth is shattering behind delusion
But everyone is so wrapped up in Facebook
No one looks outside their windows anymore
The sun is a burning memory

Drinking wine from water bottles
Losing the feeling of upper class
It is just another bottle to dive into
The haunted house on Kirby road
The single lit candle in the abandoned bathroom
Dogs barking on chains
Signs screaming private property
Driving through graveyards
Ashing on the dead
In small towns the gas meters don’t matter
As the youth hunt for fear
Disturbing the peace to find
The little girls grave.

Patient smile, smiles at dusk
Watching the junkies fulfil their truth
No art carried, no starbucks cup
The rain and windows long boarded up
The blind man strikes matches at the wall
Lines for soup and crack pipe smoke
Eyes with no face
Ghost like glare.

Wasted away

You lie to your place

You hurt the pathetic and polish your name

Your insides ache, while you baptises the sin

You ponder extinction as you pollute the path

Sky sets and you’re wasting away
The music harmonizes your unknown place

Blasts through your ears crushing the thunderess waves
Killing your eyes and feeding your thoughts
It stopped,

I have nothing else to say


Today was the day I wasted away.

What if I met you in London, i would have an accent, I have lived there for years, and you are stopping by on a tour date for your latest album. And we meet at a coffee shop that is run short due to traffic issues. But we will cross paths again. I promise.

When i drink i write.

But i need a book... this computer doesn’t do my scribbles justice.

I cant write in crooked lines or upside down in Microsoft word.

I need a book

And a pen

Please and thank you.

..a red crayola marker will do..

But now i need a page...

Cue cards??? Noo... sketch book?

Maybe