Thursday, October 30, 2014


It always darkest just before it goes pitch black.

Friday, October 10, 2014


As I reflect back on what I've used
And detect that I need some clues to get through
To those that accused me of never being true
I'll lose if I play into this game and never know the rules

So how do I bring out the me nobody sees
The forest for the trees, how about the man behind the glass that cant see
The light from within this life is the only the real remedy
Or find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty...

The Struggle

My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime I think Im through
Its because of you
I've tried different ways
But its all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
Im just trippin'