Loafe with me on the grass, Loosen the stop from your throat. This too shall pass, For all is remote, Yet, The Dead lay ahead, One deep, all alone, “Remember to stay fed,”… Read More
Her to him is me to you. Him to me, I suppose we are through
I do not feel I do not see I picture you, as you forget me
It’s hard to be happy, when all you see is ocean. It goes on forever, and I just stay here, once.
I’m picking all the flowers up off of my face, I’m scheduling my appointment with death, So, remember to save the date
I’ll dye my hair black and run around the room, Head full of optimism, but all my hope leads to doom, I’m all dark, in the corner, alone in some random room
I met one to remember and in wake of that, Let us remember to not forget
Nothing to say. I am tired. Long, lonely day Photo cred: Trinity Reign Montgomery