Every 15 minutes, infant is born with with...
Flying high through the hole in the sky...

Sometimes, real love expects
From us to act as a stranger...

You were dancing in a noose
Of lies wrapped around your soul...

There it is, Earth finally in sight
Reminding me of her again...

Philosophical
Alcoholic sapience...

Surrounded by walls
Walls full of pride...

Voices, I could hear them calling
Flow, they will take me to where I belong...

Another morning with same headache
Hard to open eyes once again...

Staring at mirror right through an empty vase
Realizing how similar our life seems to be...

I am sword's peace
I am gunshot's silence...

As we slip into darkness my friend
Echos of your tears thrust my heart...

World
Choking...