can you not see, when your eyes are closed...

I have reached a spot where I did not want to go
at the end of the day...

you toss you turn
my light dsturbs...

I am not ready to forget all the pieces of the...
that wheel is still in spin...

addiction kills, it’s just a matter of time
rotten and festering, in the tears of lost hope...

time is running free
not shackled by me...

some-times we need to fall on the ground,
to appreciate the view...

sperm is a legacy in transit
the space between words, filled with speculation...

a pocket full of rusty cions
the well is dry...

logic, a dream boat floating on a Tsunami
up was up and down was down...

age inflicts and time bites!
a fine line exists between perception and reality...

the savagery of man-woman kind, on display
let there be dark in your life...