something crawls out of landfill
something light and surprising
as I recall secret antics
I do to keep on watching
-s’s.
I dried like fruit under the sun
my high hopes, they created themselves
an ugly subtle reflection of you
I tried to wait out see where it'd move
if it doesn't, then I'm stuck
in unfettered visions.
-s's.
heaven’s deserted. Hell is at its peak, now I wish it wasn’t Wish that I could sneak out
-s’s.
Lists Hanging on the wall Were of no use now Because I found a way out
I found a way out
we were a firecracker Nobody dared to watch What dies fast Never is enough
I never really thought I'd wake to these mornings
be my lifeline, as I begin to draw it
whatever song feels good to me,
a psychopathic symphony
and whatever I see, I'll believe,
my photographic memory
-s's.
spent time walking
watching
memories drive by
What runs once used to be slow
the bad things used to feel good
i sit in wonder
there's a sound like nothing else
a heart that singing underground
swims alongside where you roam
and I know what I don't
and I don't what I won't
and its hard to stay afloat
Alone here
-s’s.
if my thoughts had hands they would strangle me,
Tightly, entangling, but not before they reach for you and you would be the first thing they’d hold onto
-s’s.
it's not just that, it's about the hurt there'll be more bad coming soon in this world don't sympathize just synchronize all your chronicle wishes come alive tonight
-s's.
I know the pain of a memory is annoying
Although its true
You dont come through
Something good
drink, “hello,” and on I wink to the mirror; golden bench, wasted glamor of a reflection, fuzzy distortion, sweet misfortune, lazy little vanity time to yourself.