| What happens to the thoughts that fall between the cracks? |
| Away I'm ... all alone again.. faceless water... World's just turning around Will I go away, Or won't I bother, I'll just drift away downtown, All the broken houses, All the comfy fears. And nobody to take when death is near.. The ants... They march, Over oranges, apart. Feel the day, With night time longings, Feel the blade, When the onco keeps phoning. Oh oh... Tiny ants keep marchingOver the oranges They keep on finding... Let the letters seep away I guess... It just means another day, When the flowers fade away I guess... And everything is broken... and everything just fades away.. -- a couple of months ago or so |
| She Opened up the door, Crashed it down, pieces on the floor Broke and drowned, Curiosity drove her there, Possibilities held her dreams in the air, Peering to what she thought she could own, Fearing as she saw them all die and explode. The little girl in the little dress, Smiled walking down away did confess, She would've like to stay with the rest, But had already missed hte test. So she slammed it shut, Happy to be gone, And she closed that rut, Turned her back and was off alone. Try again Try again The magical Yoda states, Trying though, Trying though, Only pains and makes her contemplate, Why the hell she's living, If she should be smiling, always always trying, for something more, to open that door... --- long time ago |
| Autumn I'm losin' it... Whatever I had before I've lost everything Fallin' into the floor The drain is callin' me Being washed out Out to sea I'm never gonna see your face again Again Cause.. In this litlte world I'm just a little girl Tossed about Thrown about No one can see I'm fragile... Maybe Someday I'll find a current That leads me back MAybe Somewhere I'll find a place Where I can come back Goodbye Goodbye goodbye goodbye I've gotta go There's no way to say no There's nothing to hold on to I've nothing left to show I've gotta go.... |
| Dronejay I'm just a dumb 16 year old Knowing nothing I am naive to the world I resent the small recesses I can'treach And dark in future to come All alone in a frightened room Quiet all be herself. She sits cotemplatively, Alone in her brain. Sit with the singe, Cry to the world Open every fucking acrimonious door Spare the pain, But not the child Come home But not alive.. Self sledden with a thousand greys, Living off the shelf Empty bottles in teh mason way, Blue only decay Ending ending cardboard Box Or will it nine to five Safe sex in a broken hallway Or will it just go away Taken, taken I don't know the story Just still on my legs Shaken, shaken Just tell me the story Of drowning of the fate |
| Sullen against the door, Broken aghast the stall River of ink flowing from her eyes, And livid against the sink |
| She's a marycast butterfly, In a room of elves Fuck her she'll never fly Broken in her will la la la la la la la la la la la la |
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