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This last month was spent... reaching through induced distortion, searching for some sense of sanity beneath t..

Time, moves by fading me, as I wait for what I am running out of... Time

Tomorrow… I’ll look once more through these words with sober eyes, to find only nonsense written here. Clarity, I’m sure has..

I could not see her there among the colors of our love swirling between lost hopes of things that will not be. She became lost to me in layer..

Stability is known once the earth has shaken and then settled into place again.

I sifted through the grains of sand searching for some buried elementariness beneath this all. but... the simplicity was already in the ver..

While digging through the attic, early this morning, I stumbled on the key to outside. I think I'll stay out here for now! The air is eaier to ..

Acid tears have eroded through titanium thread that held me together. strength leaks like blood from seams now split, spilling onto every..

Empty canvas stands [indent]alone on the easel within [indent]my mind. Walls crumble under [indent]the weight of creative insanity. [indent]I..

I am happiest while lost in [indent]the process of creating something. [indent]Following the lines [indent]of detail [indent]until personal [ind..