waking up now reminds me more of digging up bones, rather than skipping stones.
water isn't all that I hyped it up to be.
I drove miles and miles just to discover that the heat was broken, and that your affection is more of an illusion than an authentic token, wrapped in *** and compassion.
Through metal weights and steel plates, I make a living.
Through some sort of endless storm, I will live
the darkness will ultimately illuminate all of the light and altruism that we have to bring to this world.