I had never seen clouds so high in my feeble life.
A life made feeble by the shadow cast by this...

Can we hear it for the Weekday Warrior?
The man with the set uniform...

The death of society: Mainstream Music.
Why be in the limelight, just to abuse it...

I have the world in my hand.
I repeat it...

Because slowly sinking is this sleuth searching...
What lies above the line, and who's standing by...

History is a nasty bathroom stall,
And I'm just looking to put...

Then the crows that rest on my...
Not wanting to forget the horror they just...

I am writing this before my slumber
Takes the thoughts and turns them into a reality...

One of the last things she said to me
Was that I need to enjoy the little things...

A sweet woman I've had yet to gaze upon
Awaits the time when our words touch...

That breaking point after you inhale and right...
The time between the first rain drop hitting you...

The ankle bitters caught at the edge of my jeans,
With the adventure I pulled from the depths of my...