poetryjune 2
a man made up of white lies and empty promises
does the emptiness of my promise come from the emptiness within me?
glimpse into us
monologues, poetry, and whatever is on my mind
3 piecesalways being written
poetryjune 2
the hours
and the saddest part is not that i spend hours writing in my room with the pen as my only company it is the fact that you will never even be able to read the words i write while you're on my mind
whateverjune 2
substance induced introspection
conciousness is observation, your observation is experience and your experience is your truth, how you decide what kind of experience you want to have is completely dependant on what you choose to obs...