Tuesday, April 14

Addicted to Chaos

weather moods

Keep my heart warm for my blood is cold
I do what I want, never what I'm told.
Everything revolves around me as it does around you
Don't expect the love to come out of the blue.
You call me stubborn but everytime I get stabbed I am born
I come in many shapes and I can take any form
Life transforms.
If I get worse I'm getting better
You can compare me to the weather
Because you don't know what's ahead
Enough said.

I Understand Nothing

be creative


I've seen myself on the other side of the room
Watching my face I would realise soon
The look in my eyes it not what I used to see
The emotion either was not what it used to be


It didn't look like myself at all
Something unpure was hiding between these walls


laying face up
head falling slowly
my body was numb