Making sense of the crazy.
a bullet that lives to tell the tale...

People of the sun rage on
with arrow-marked heads without the thoughts of...

I meant to do this earlier
the empty feeling cold...

And there, to pray for it lost
-in all short shattered twilights touch...

There is no such
thing as a perfect...

Reaching out for an eternity
fills me with the everlasting thoughts...

I'll lay her down
and hold her tight...

The echo dropped from dreams to dawn
no one entered their thoughts; they should have...

Feelings understated, unknown, never shown, no...
beliefs left for dead, determined to eat your...

Life is a struggle,
it bites and it stings...

For reasons undefined, I am still standing
the pain and suffering that swallows me whole...

A life of sadness and sin
leaves my soul lifeless on the ground...