Simple Strokes

Went for a scenic walk, and got a little lost. Found these beauties, but at what cost?

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The Drinking Game

A wise friend once asked me Do you drink to remember, Or do you drink to forget? Me? I drink to sever and dismember All that fills my head with regret Those pieces in my mind that remind What I had in front of eyes so blind

I drink to forget my name It’s numbness takes away the constant pain Long enough to spark a bigger flame And watch another life blow up in smoke Right in my face And tether the tides Washed up in the storm on every side

I drink to forget it all Where I was this time last fall Where this beaten road says I’m going As long as I keep empty money flowing For all that’s about to start blowing My way in this Winter Wonderland of snow and ice Just gotta keep up with the price

I’m tripping all over my broken bottles And empty promises that started to rot On the inside, like my insides I drink to remember who I’m not

my writing from when I was tripping acid on halloween. it's not much, but most of my trip was just smiling and listening to Electric Guest

Lights and Sounds

Feeling amped Let's take it back to camp I'll show you what's it's all about Hip bones jutting out Don't forget to scream and shout About it. Don't you know how I feel Because this is reality but it's not real You know I'm a big deal One day I'll go far See my name in lights like a shining star It's wearing off, I'm wearing thin Let's just hope I keep my real skin

change

change.

a change in scenery

and change of pace

while i keep my space

you build miles while i build minutes

what’s the speed limit

it takes to diminish someone’s spirits

is it the cold

as the distance grows

is it seeing who can put on a bigger show

i’m not afraid to take the stage

i refuse to go in another cage

but if we’re both in the spotlight

blinding white, like a deer in headlights

how can we find each other tonight?

cause maybe we can’t hold hands

when we’re too busy holding our cigarettes

dry lips, to occupied to build connections

of affections

to those we so desperately cling on showing

baby, i’m glowing

no wait. it’s slowing

dragging like a cripple in mud

heavy like a high school backpack

in the summer

heat

heating up

when you think you’ve had enough

burning

like your grandmother’s cast iron

sizzling

until

it cracks in your broken mirror

of the reflection you’ve left behind

i thought

but that’s the thing about skeletons

they’re a part of you apart from you

shadows stretch and shrink

because just when you think

you’re in control

you fall deeper in the rabbit hole

Spilling Lines

You don't understand, but you should. You're silent, but I need to hear your screams Over mine Calling and stalling while you hold your breath You don't feel it. Feeling static like a ball with no kicker Or a clock with no ticker Spilling lines, feeling down all the time Up your dosage, up your chances Of making me sick to see your face You don't understand, but you should Understand that you're sucking the energy right out of my hands From my grasp you hide the tethered emotions. Notions that someday soon things will come to an end.