On bended knee is no way to be free. Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently. All my destinations will accept the one that's me. So I can breathe. Circles they grow and they swallow people whole. Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know. A mind...

freezin', rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again. feelin' maybe he'll see a little better, set a days. hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane. even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies...

i felt the earth on monday. it moved beneath my feet. in the form of a morning paper. laid out for me to see. saw his face in a corner picture. i recognized the name. could not stop staring at the face i'd never see again. it's a shame to awake in a world of pain. what...