This is what you want this is what you get life is a mystery and i am drunk in its glory spews forth the magic pen of motion and move the hands on the clock backwards lonely hurt and emotional…
Tag: Sketches
Bite sized stories
Been Digging: A Snippet Found
Memories locked inside the heart, is all forgiven (the hurt, the tears) or does the flame of hate still flicker in blood? Dreams cloud reality. If I showed you my scar deep within would you stop (being awake isn’t all…
Corner Sitting
The drug courses through my body freeing myself from the cares of the universe. I sit in the corner of the room while the world, melts together into a mixture of sight and sound. Psychedelic music surrounds my body as…