The world loves to keep you drunk on mediocrity. Sober up.
- Choose wisely
I still write about you rewarding you with undeserved immortality.
In writing and relationships the same rule applies - Show, don't tell.
do you care ?
So how is your festival of colors going ? Considering how your hands have always been red.
What shades of color are your eyes ? Because I think that's what sunshine is made of.
- you are the morning
Our choices don't just make us Sometimes they make others too.
- choose wisely
How long do I stay depends on how warm is your welcome.
- stay longer
the prison of your mind is the hardest to escape from.
you were a cigarette in my hand. Hot and intoxicating, but in the end leaving nothing but ashes and a bitter taste.
you have to leave when you realise they can't love themselves as much as you do.
Tonight I write again and again you steal a piece of my soul
With some people, love is a virus that grows on denial and lies
Life's not a movie doesn't mean no one's watching. Go be your own goddamn hero.
- waiting for ?
Sometimes I think you must be the opposite of sunflower, for you are drawn to a darkness such as me.
- What draws you to me ?
Live gently and on your own terms so that when life comes full circle you welcome it with open arms.
I can escape my angels and maybe even my demons But there is no escape from you, no escape from your memories and perhaps no desire to escape.
If what you do doesn't light you up from within it's not worth burning for.