Pendulums vibe like a ticking of a clockCounting till the death parts usRunning out as thoughts raceRepetition and eyeball spasms rotate around and ar..
the protection of the familiar strainsthe bars are in tact but the rest fallenwhere did my halo go?the deep red aches but is filledthe rush over the f..
evolution of the brain collides with the presenteternal sunshine beams through at times of energywhy is it that i am still methe youth hits like a tra..
flash fiction poem/story, wrote this in 2008 when I was 17 or 18 years old. my writing has definitely gotten better over the years- posted this mostly..