Psychosis
Where do you go? What happens when the day’s over? What becomes of the past? Isn’t there a way to stop the way time moves so fast? Why won’t it stop? It only gets colder Continue reading →
Where do you go? What happens when the day’s over? What becomes of the past? Isn’t there a way to stop the way time moves so fast? Why won’t it stop? It only gets colder Continue reading →
The reaper stands by a chair casting off the lost The tears paint clear pictures that result in doom The brush strokes so deep they resemble gun shots Silence so overbearing, it clears the room Continue reading →
I’ll be running, running down the way Because I fear every word that you have to say Your simple elegant ways just tear my mind to shreds Even though not even a word has technically been said Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadPodcast: Play in new window | Download
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Cracked Windows and Spider Webs This quietness is so loud it could wake the dead The maggots and worms, they wiggle and devour They remind him of his darkest hour Continue reading →