Trust

Now I've been beaten, broken and shattered. Tattered these clothes off my limbs. Broke my neck on the fall down from abyss to more abyss. But these things have a way of changing don't they? Like looking through a kaleidoscope just less colorful and more gray. These words have a way of repeating themselves. It's like I snatch them … Continue reading Trust

Transcend

You're mistaken if you think these stitches will hold us together. I was born to fly, always running to die. I speak of death like it means nothing to me. But it means everything. The disconnection between my thoughts and what I see. I've never been afraid to die, and that's what scares me the … Continue reading Transcend