Don’t trust these people!
Watch your pockets… You wanna get robbed?
*****?
Killed?
You’ll get caught!


“You’re going to be alright” - said with an amused smile.

We’re going home.

It’s going to be ok.

If scales weighed the weight on Atlas; the bristling oceans, the sandy dunes gently falling on his shoulders. The winds carrying dark clouds accounted for and presented right before his lowered head…

What if his perceptions changed?

Right & Wrong suddenly became the same.

What if his morals where out of place?

If I could ask forgiveness. Would I put my nose to the ground or just show it in my resignation? The world is so strange to a grown child…

Atlas should just shrug it of and make this madness end.

Violence and the blues, storms stirring all around, heart pounding, can’t stand the sound, banging on the bars.

BANG

Ribcage in pain

It’s a bird, open up, it’s in love with the sky.

Tasted flight and gazed down in contempt towards the ground…

Never was yours, it’s his now

.

Not the one to sound saccharin

I put a tear in Cupid’s eye

High expectations.
More likely a fear of rejection...

Losing imaginary infatuation.

They're like bolts of lighting passing me by.
- It can be so static with all these emotions at the same time.
-I have all the explanations... rational-lies.
-Radical is sometimes what's  on the inside.
-I know we're talking about lives, but if I was different it wouldn't make a difference to some of the brightest lights to illuminate mine.