Were 2 people of the same simaraloties, same differences.
Figthing over what's right and wrong.
Where no one wins and nothing is learnt.

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Alone

Let's never do anything again.

Dirty jocks and rotten bong pots!

Let's never do it ever again.

Cows with smelly milk, pigs with stinky snouts!

Let's think about it again...

Chocolate with wine and sex with a mess divine.

Let's do it again!

Sitting in bed, under the sheets with a sock in your pants I bet!

That's all your gettin


Youve revolved around yourself too alone again.

Remember.

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nowhere

Let's drink!
Drink drink drink!
drink till were drunk!
Well drink spirits and largers with tequillas and wines.
Before breakfast
At morning tea
During lunch time, brunch and after a late night dine.
In the sunshine and the moonlight,
While where awake and sleep walking the night.
While where happy and alive.

While where depressed with denial.
When where sad and the brinkth of being Alive.

While riding the roller coaster and gettin washed away by the tides

We'll drink till these souls our washed away from our lives

Blink and we could miss this drunken divine

Nowhere and nowhere...

So Drink drink drink up!

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the build up

This place stinks!
it stinks of sweet smelling shit from another persons anus, from all humans anus's
what starts with a spiral ends with a mouthful

guts are flying everywhere. she quitely sits still
the veins are pulsating with fear. the handle is faced to oppisite way.
i dont think she can handle the smell


if you where a rabbit would you appear out of my hat?

candles light everywhere, proves nothing!
the red wine is thinner then her blood.

is she faced with turmoril again, can she not handle this town?
when will we leave daddy?

oh, i have no daddy.
maybe by the end of this road you'll have no daddy..

can it possibly be!!
Superman will never come save me.
you all smell of rotten fieces.
except im rotting quicker

in this dark area of town i wait for no man
i wait for silence..
i wait for murder

i can hear the crows call
no heart.
your soul.
my mind
in the fire


i wrote a song in my mind, i just never wrote it to paper.
thats how far ill always go...

cut it off!

It's a feeling of pain knowning that your just another pawn to hate, resentment, anger and frustration. The game of Blame and thoughts of selflish murder and suicide to others.
Icfeel sometimes I will never get rid of this curse. I will always be blamed for such a problem and that I may never change.
I'm on a merry go round. It goes up and down, back and forth.... A continuses cycle, always repeating.
And with every height I remind myself I can do better, be better, know better and be enlightened with love and kindness to make this body stronger and mind wiser.
But with every fall, I sink inside the depth of this mind, reminded.
If only I could stick to the change I so wish to aqquire and continue for myself.
Not let anyone come in my way!
That I always do this, that even though I change, I feel I will be like this forever. Sinking into the abyss that is my dark mind, forever perpetuating nothing worth living.

I do not think I will survive sometimes.

I do not like excepting who I am and what I am made of


I don't not like what is upon my shoulders.
Cut it off.

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the merry-go-round

As slowly as it spins in the clouded shadows of the winter sky it can not stop its fast rage of over spinning in the hear of the summers sun eyes. Throwing which that it does not want on. Retaining that it keeps close to its heart.
How long can a human stay ?
I guess it all comes down to one thought made by the mind.
One thought to determine an outcome.
And another to change one.
To be dizzy and sick or stuck and stagnant.
Constantly rushing for approval or blocked by avoidence.
The question remains...

How do you enjoy a ride?

A ride built for you!

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