we are nothing but a demon in a dream,
no one without 3 sugars and cream.

Too much? Never enough.

"When you can say you're not afraid to die, you're as free as the birds in the sky."

I'll never stop searching for a better way of doing everyday tasks, like brushing my teeth.

I'll never be satisfied with the amount of fries in a mcdonald's medium fry.

I'll never walk up my stairs and not expect something to be missing or out of place.

I'll never be able to read all the books i buy and listen to all the music i steal.

But, I'll never fear death.

SOUNDING A MOSAIC

Enter the night glassy eyed and ready.

Flash on, a change of clothes in the back.

My phone's away, my voice is louder.

Wheel becomes a drumroll, the brake, a kickdrum.

Blurring the lights, the motion moves on.

I will enter the night, for the promise of life.

fate and folly

from now on, everyone is a second best, a rebound, settling for less.
day old steak, flat coke and an open freezer.
a sustained note, the breathe before a dive, 1% battery life.
lying to myself over pasta and chicken nuggets.
changing my memories in a scalding shower.
running away through dying my hair.
incomparable to back then.

TripOn

“Don’t be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying yes begins things. Saying yes is how things grow. Saying yes leads to knowledge. “Yes” is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.”

Legs

I'm taking this for what it is, an ending.

I went out with a bang, in hopes that i never go back.

I'm keeping track of today for what it is, terrible.

I hope i'll remember this feeling tomorrow, and forever.

I'm writing my own story.

Not Bitter No More

Hop on the bus, cause here we go.
Hiding in sheds, getting under the influence.
Running from mom's, getting under the influence.

Zep

There's a lady who's sure, all that glitters is gold.

she found her way from a bus stop on the corner.

with a map by her side, looking straight ahead,

she got on with the rest of them and drove into the sun.

no one asked her why and no one looked twice,

but she sang all the way, from dusk until dawn.

she sang of the life she's running towards,

and she's buying the stairway to heaven.

Don't you dare.

forever in denial.

forever in recovery.

forever in a state

of a fucking emergency.

one way out,
one way in,
welcome to my session.

the black dog's off his leash.

the rain song came to an end.

i'm going over the hills and

far away to the misty mountain top.

Run, Devil Run

(basically my favorite artists of this second and what they got me feeelin' like)

I'm on another level, jumping off

buildings and screen-shooting midair.

I'm sleeping with you forever, drifting off 

into a dream sequence of sounds.

We sound like hyenas. We're free

as the sky, we own it today.

You bring me home with every chord,

to Texas and onward with no return.

I'm behind the wheel with my singing louder

than ever, aimed at the one sitting next to me.