I want to take a journey into the depths of space
I want to find all the beauty out there I see in you
I could spend a lifetime looking for what I see in just your face
But i'd rather make that trip less lonely,will you come too?

Try to make friend
Instant end
God I'm ******* stupid
Like lupin
I just wanted to talk
But friendship I calk
Like a bottle of wine
Be so bad if it was between the line
And they fine
But its okay
I tried to help and say
That they should stay
Take life another way
"Its okay"

"Hush mind hush"

Tears gush.

"What have I done?!"

Thoughts weigh a ton.

"I'm nothing but a shell"

This is hell.

"I'm sorry heart"

I broke us apart.

What is life
but moments fleeting
While we're waking
While we're dreaming
Nothing ever what it's seeming
Before we've come
Already leaving

Broke the rule
Lost my cool
Played the fool
Like a tool

Only shadows and self doubt surround me
Logical impairment around me
I try to break something real
But life is a bad crack deal
I stab myself in the chest
Not impressed,self digressed
Get so stressed
What's for the best?
Am I really real though
Work for a little doe
Drinking tinnies of the beer bro
Mind moves slow
And I've got to show that I've got to go
...so
Am I a real man?
Or some artificially created man in a can?
On a life's ban no tan of a bleeding sun on our skin
What is within?
But sin?
I begin
To move a step forward into the shadow
And you know
How you grow so go bro
Grow slow,so you pro

Twelve sentences
Thats my whole day
But **** it I'll settle any way
Clinging onto words you say
Its not much
Like the minimal touch
Double dutch
Press down like a clutch
Switch gear
I'm hear
But you're gone
So long
I was wrong

I'm a failure
And I lost

The sun the moon the stars
The shades of purple between Venus and Mars
The moments should be ours
Not hagared mental scars

The look of love upon your face
The permanence and grace
The outfits made of lace
Love grown strong as base

The fear of loss and doubt
That we could live without
The hard liquor and the stout
The disapproval shown as pout

Sat shaking I make the choice
I will drink,I can't function this way
Nothing I do with my voice
Could help what I have to do today

I must remain focused,calm
Keep my eye on the prize
I have no qualm
Nor will I sever ties

By my own admission
I have made a mess
It was my decision
Into eyes my fingers I do press

Got drunk
Drank bleech
Passed out
Death breached

Woke up
Stomach pain
Still alive
Its insane

Small cuts
Pass time
Shop opens
Drink wine

Body is
A ******* tank
I should
Have a...long hard think

Ultimately we are only responsible for our own actions but we are given power when we forgive.its easy to let **** twist you up and make you bitter but it takes real kindness and courage to forgive.

I am going to hack a wound so deep it could end me
I'll do it in a place where none can see
Just incase it doesn't cease me to be
But I'll try **** hard to be set free

Second day without a drink
Mind is heavy so much to think
Its so hard to abstain
But for my son I could not remain
In a state of perpetual drunk
So I'm dragging my sorry *** out this funk
I could really use the comfort of my partner
But she is dry without choice and finds it much harder
So I'll sit and I'll shake
I'll cry and I'll brake

But I won't give up,not this time.

A true master matches his skill to the challenge.Whitt to whitt,mind to mind,emotion to emotion.
When you walk a mile one way in resistance,then i,my dear,will walk a mile the other way.until the vast expance is to far to feel.
The closer you move in the closer I will come,I will bind my heart to yours given the option.
As tides I will go in and out with you in love.
But if there is more out than in then the shore will one day no longer kiss the sea.

Goodnight,goodbye,so long
You're not worth a line of song.

Don't go across the street
But go down it
When you rip the meat
You can't clown it

All I want
Is what's for the best
Got nowt to flwant
It just a test

I'm out this life
I'm out for gawd
Thank creator for my wife
And my dawgs

Each
And everyone of is my mans
But I won't won't hang around
Unless you show a ****

** goodbye

Pretty perfect
Can't stand to hurt it
Urge,to blurt it
But I won't say ****

Didn't even feel
Myself come
I'm numb
Its dumb

Failed suicides
Fail *** life
Can't make anyone happy
What is this...strife

If I could fly on borrowed wings
I'd fly to whom my heart sings
I would list one thousand perfect things
And cover her with gold and crystal rings.

"baby,let's have ***"*
To reply,what comes next?
I want to talk deep about me and you and trust,
About marriage children,hopes and dreams and us.
To taste your skin would be bliss,
But to be entirely open?I want this.
Just me and you with no boundaries,
And because of this I'm glad you found me.

The river was,afraid you see
That it wasn't destined for the sea
So the sea replied wittingly
"I am you,and you are me."

If you love it
Know that it'll wear you down
If it's one sided
It'll leave you face painted like a clown
If breaks your heart
Cry a river in which you drown
No matter what it is
It always comes under class of,noun

Cut still beating heart from chest
Press hard break breast
Twisted spine,emotion pine,"I'm fine" I'm lying.
Crushing bones of cadavers love,black mist of decay
**** me,**** me,**** me
Oh wait you did,reanimated corpse,staggers through world of gray,carrion picked to the last by vultures of memories that I cannot leave behind.
Dwindling soul,abandoned hope,jump ship,awash in a sea of misery.
Just drown,just drown
Sinks down,sinks down
Deeper into the black,the sharks eat their fill,I lay still.
For all the pain not a sound apart from that of broken dreams,shattering against the words " its over".

The thought of fathering another life
Has got me smiling
I know the impending strife
Mother of first child will be whiling

I mean if I can't buy a pack of cards
Without being told I have to pay her tax and rent
I know she'll go full hulk
In an angry rageful vent

The pounding of my head,only silenced by the pounding of my heart.
I wish it would stop beating,the ache has become so unbearable.
I will still it by any means necessary.
Thoughts race across my mind,I've been left behind.
There is no reprieve.
Gather yourself for the last day,make peace with those I wronged.

Condensed vibrational frequencies
Seeing themselves as masters of their own destiny
But tell me this,does a piece of music choose its own tempo and direction?or is it down to the creator of the sounds?
As we live in a sound based reality ( & I use the term reality loosely) we can summerise that the elation we experience from a series of rhythmic sound can be found in all other things,if we just choose to feel the vibe.
The obvious penatration of our being stood in front of the base bins at a free party,the feeling of sunlight to warm the skin and a zepher to cool it,the feeling of nirvana as a wild young temptress straddles your face and squirts moments of bliss into the oral cavity.
Its all vibrations,all of it,like a giant orchestra of being and everyone and everything has a front row seat.

My dearest sally
You scruffy ******* of fluff
Your departure will be met sadly
Know the descion was really tough
But when we see you fit
And bleed from your ears
We have to do what right
Despite the tears
Nearly twenty years
As a best friend
You were an amazing cat
Let's not pretend
I'll miss the way you would wake me
And lick my face
The way you'd purr oh so loud
And strut about and own the place
I will really miss your face
I hope your transition will be met with grace
The love you gave
For nothing In return
To going to your grave
Where you shall return
You have no idea
How much you will be missed
We will mourn for this loss
I'll carry your collar around my wrist

Why don't you blow those words out the back of your head?!
Just like the lies that you've been fed.
Do you remember what they said?
Or are you just another of the waking dead?

Let's have a child in this crazy ****** up world.
Before its born we can ultra sound it and deform the growing organs.
As soon as its here let's pump it full of toxins and feed it genetically modified milk.
Plant the little one in front of the idiot box and help start the programming because we all know you need to be a good slave.
When they reach the acquired age we can dump them into a system of indoctrination, under the guise of education,that if honest is anything but.
"Why do we need to learn this?"
"Because if you don't you won't be successful"
Ergo,material wealth equates to happiness?
Being forced into regiment and to respect someone who claims authority are not noble traits and are the actions of a coward,nothing more than making you a slave to a corrupt governing body of genocide enthusiasts and pedophiles.
How about we fully remove all morals from society and decend further into hell?! Oh,wait,we already are!
Working jobs we hate to buy **** we don't need to impress people we don't like.
Living to work and working to live.
You want to know why I cant stand to live?! Its because even in life we are dead!
**** this false reality,**** it all!

I'll tear myself apart
Over thoughts of you
The emotion in my heart
Longing for just you

Why do we have to be apart
I cannot handle this
Your beauty fair and mind so smart
It hurts I have to miss

I need your skin
To touch mine
I need your scent
You're so devine

So,I'll tear myself apart
Over thoughts of you
With emotion in my heart
And longing just for you

I put a message in a bottle and set it out to sea
On the paper was inscribed "shipwrecked,could die,help me!"
I waited there for days,the only thing I could
Then I got a bottle back,message read "well,that's not good!"

Desperately clawing
like a wild creature
Drawn to each and every
perfect feature

She is all and everything
Make no mistake
I will pour myself dry
more than likely self forsake

Most people skip clean over the true beauty in life,
They pick roses or peonies over daisies.
Is it because there is a higher social ideal of the overly common gestures of romance that they are valued more?
Even from childhood I've chosen the wild flowers,
Heather,foxglove,snapdragons and daisies,
Not because they're available without visiting a shop or becoming an advanced botanist,
But because they are wild and make the world more beautiful...Just like she does.

Wine is divine
To refine and shine
For thine can combine
With drunkenness intertwine

You know when its real late?
And your torn between mass debate
Or *******
It leaves you in a real state
But its down to fate
If I'm irate or I elate
Try to seperate
So I'm not desperate
And I could equate
This to being full of hate
But I couldn't mate
I'm just a reprobate

Undoubtedly confusions offer a knack for drawing out character flaws.
The world pushes the unfaithful,even today,through a revival of confusions.
Utterly drunken,haplessly amused,but not an easy ride.
I felt both uncomfortable and comedic,one dimensional clowns.
The poor souls,in no small part.
Each interconnected.

She asks
Eat my *****
And I dive in like its a free meal

She asks
You wanna ****?
Like its a business deal

She makes out
Like its just me
In the moment but I feel...

Kind of useless
Because I get shot down
Whenever I'm forward and take the wheel

I can feel it
Inside my chest
Hard pressed
I detest this feeling
Its like a vest
Wrapped around my being
What I'm seeing
I am fleeing
Ain't no freeing
It hurts
Like seeing a loved one in pain
I'm insane
But this want to damage
I can't contain
Its in my brain
Each slice of reality
Cuts worst than the last
Its in the past
But it happened so fast
From going,incredible
To incredulous
What about us?
The question I ask
Its not a task
All the memories bottled up
Like a flask
What if its real?
What if its true?
What's the point?
When I'm disposable to you?