Most stuff is friends only though I have written so much over the years that a lot of crap is public too. The really good stuff is private
I am desire and despair.
She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.
Because .. these moments, beautiful as they are, they're evil when they are gone.
Look inside and find the parts Bringing forth the lines of sanity A broken mind and open heart Torn apart without lucidity Consummate and turn the page Embrace the change from what you used to be Procreate and fade away I guess it's time to face your memories Broken spirits open fears Darksome shades combine fragility Frigid smiles across the miles Guilty eyes surmise asymmetry Relapse on both sides of the tracks Ashing back to taste the irony Manipulate and slip away Embrace the shame of what you used to be Rain washed the panic from today Decimation of anxiety Tribulations drift away Pray tomorrow offers clarity Rain washed the panic from today Affirmation of mortality Trivialities astray Pray tomorrow brings stability