So I sit here writing words in our old place. They all come out as letters. And I contemplate mistakes. That we all make. The start and the ending of eras When mystery fades. We identify the prob
I curse to hell the magistrate who granted this unholy fate. But I know, I know I asked for this myself I'm bound by law to hell. And its Sick! Sick! Sick!. Humans have their needs, living in a fai
I thought maybe we made a pact. But you gave in to foul temptations. Making all the wrong moves. And the wrong decisions. Making lies up for all the right questions. Maybe I was just asking too m
I had hope. the halfway point in between progress and alone. forever more. I am a faded sweatshirt you forgot. was hanging on the closet door. but its all right its not the point. you enter trea
This place is draggin me down. A hamster wheel I thought I'd be done by now. now that all my allies are gone. I realize advancing could hold you back My good intentions just keep sliding by the way
