Tee Three
Sick and graveling he said he seemed so sad, but he was a liar as an actor on the scene. Lovers are cheaters sometimes, as this candle on my table, not so confortable. Now I feel unable to cheat or love someone. We’re all playing sometimes praying, everytime we’re laying under that tee three.
The healer
My breath is slow this night, nothing to breath for. That’s just a hot july night without stars. Just me, headphones and a pen; nothing else. Music is the only healer I’m sure of, no one can redime your soul but you can. All sounds strange in a night like this, a sound or a
Casualthoughts so far ago.
As an ocean near to the end I feel surrounded by thoughts; travelling through my crazy mind. I saw you crossing the road and then I remind myself who I’m; I’m never sure, I’m always scared.
Soul and Desire
Split and fix soul and desire, extreme try to feel grind down where fire blow. Hit each and then safe us; and rolling on the ground still no sound, no sound. I’m still there, then I’m not smoke and fireflies. Like waves in the sea, a light in the street so many would hold me