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He comes to me in silence..

i heard a woman humming on the train today..it took me adrift a few thoughts..... i wonder if she was humming the blues; p..

can you quiet this storm inside of me.. somethings ragin' terrible.. can't quite put my finger on it.. just half past midnight and i can't sleep...

separating self from the bs, the unecessary, toxic people...

an empty body no sense of purpose to be found lagging and dragging small bits and pieces of peace. I'm at a point where the word 'why' co..

dust off the dirt, mend the broken-heart, forgive those who've hurt you- the clock is ticking.. bandage a open wound sooth a broken soul.. smi..

i've made some mistakes; some that i feel unredeemable.. i've said some things, that i really didn't mean.. i am human; i am not flawless.. ..

She was an amazing artist, a friend like no other..addiction takes people like this, away..

Um, who is going to really do what they say they are going to do....I have a few questions about a few things....

Burn into my memory the memory of you, ...etch the memory of love and the things you wish for. Of course I've been with lovers before.. ..but I ..