skipped a beat; time police

it's like time- paused; and we came back picked up exactly where we left out. it was never perfect but on late nights i never wanted to be anywhere else- but they took me away cuffed in a back seat. processed & told to wait; wait until-

honey dipp III

it's like we turned the clock; left everything the way it was, except for us. i've changed. either for good or for bad- the road traveled left scars memories; made a lot of 2nd opinions on things once ruled out. to give everything a second chance so life doesn't have anymore what ifs.

december a few years ago;

#Poetry

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#Poetry

gopher

sometimes just sometimes i come out of this deep hole that i burried to see the sun in all it’s glory go see a movie boba maybe a new hoodie and shortly return to the hole and consider doing that again next week. (maybe)

dining in

first idea after we landed was a cheeseburger with grilled diced onions. that detail was everything yes you need a good burger but without that singular topping; i'd have passed on any other burger

static chapter

they'd never believe the whole story; it's too wild- weak to week; i knew i was wrong- for the right reason i was wrong. the clock never hit 7pm, for our sunset- i remember those nights they'd never believe we'd wake one day apart talking about a sunset together

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i don't think i've been myself for a long time; you didn't know it's not your fault goodbye.

power

i use to believe it was to avoid losing; to win no matter what- now to only play when losing isn't an option

poison

there is a poison inside me slithers through my fingers fang mark lingers slowly heavy fist feel heavy fist feel tightly around your throat lips feel heavy fang mark lingers there is a poison inside me slithers through our fingers