it must be so, so amusing to the gods
to bear witness to humanity
and its ability to fall in love
with the ones who seem most unlikely
and yet never so easily with oneself
it must bring them endless mirth
to see us adore in others
what we despise in our own selves
to kiss away a beloved's tears
with the same mouth we use
to curse our own existence

Don't you love it when they say
" I love you"
" I ain't never gonna leave you"

We all know that those are lies.
Just like
"i'm fine"
Nobody is ever really fine

Everything takes little time//

Even the bad things//

It's how you approach a situation that gives the moment light//

I'm laying down thinking of ideas to make some kind of money with what I do//

But it's the same as me asking you to pay me for pooping//

This just happen//

Words come together and this connection between me and you....(happens)//

Just like that.... I wonder if you're okay//

Or if anything is..... because sometimes the world turns upside down and we can only live through the change//

It's Friday, 1:30 AM.... (my love is asleep)//

I wonder if she's snoring//

Part of me wants to continue making this thing people call art.... part of me is still trying to untangle the ropes holding me back from being (more)//

At least I know, I'm never less... at lest I think so//

i need to come down from the high sky,
emerge from my fantasies and live life,
but it's so terribly difficult. why?

i feel high all the time,
as if nothing is real
perhaps it's not real...

i can see my whole life falling,
falling, falling, falling to ****,
but still, in my clouded mind,
i can do nothing to stop it all.

it takes time. time to sober up.
but how can i become sober,
when i was never truly high
to begin with? it's all in my head
and how much time do i have?

*one can go up for eternity,
but there's only so far you can fall.