I thought if this could end Somehow that I could mend But I didn’t Well of course I didn’t Your hand came out my mouth And I bit down And now you're not around And I miss you We chose to have our space But in some ways I feel displaced Without you You are the ground It feels inevitable and true I want to quell what I give as fuel How I view...Learn More

Deep down my true desire Is to make myself an icon by preaching to the choir Activism purely in double-speak Anti-capitalism as a marketing technique Who cares about praxis, when you've got the access To a crowd who all agree and still buy CD's And want to hear songs where you shout all their beliefs Soon I'll be at Glastonbury and on the BBC Do...Learn More

I want to be a character In a some fiction I write So I feel that I have authorship Over my own life Build myself into concept To have some control But subconscious commands me And so does my soul What is truly my nature? I try to resist Hasty thoughts that I make up Make me feel sick Give my ego a premise Then try to commit Still can’t run...Learn More

I want to create To maybe find those who relate But my struggles feel inadequate And all I make just simulates What I can't explain And it feels like I feign These difficulties, opportunistically To capitalize off my pain To make art from something difficult Well, I know it can be healing But how much do I rely On self-destructive feelings Will I...Learn More

The game goose gaggles geese in 3's Whilst wearing the fleece of the lone wolf sheep Fed mostly on feasts of wild bewilderbeasts In the shadow of ‘c’ where our moons may meet I am slaying with desperation For someone else to force me and of course me into what I say is Necessity... When I would happily wait whilst all depreciates bar a sweltering...Learn More

[Crywank] I want to brush my hair some more But I’m scared it might fall out I want to paint my face again But I’m scared that they might shout I dream of being pretty more than I do of thriving And dream of being remembered more than I do surviving [Crywank & Guard Petal] I cross and cross and cross these trails and cross re-cross old...Learn More

[Crywank] I don’t know when I will see you again Don’t know what it is now, or if we’re still friends And I’m sure if we did we’d have so much to say But we’d both be polite and then just walk away Because I know we wouldn’t like it The pair of us reminded by the other of the worst that we can be Your growth and shifting mindsets Undone by seeing...Learn More

It’s empathy from friends but it’s pity from the others who accidentally spit on you whilst you’re in the gutter A chance to make amends? Or just polite exchanges? Maybe sometimes call them friends when really they’re just well meaning strangers Oh, I cauterized Silly dreams that hurt my mind Metamorphosize In reverse Find myself a canvas...Learn More

For some time I’ve been pushing down Self-destructive thoughts of mine that might break out Try to find the turnabout, redirect and build I can turn the fog to brick if it’s so willed I don’t want to be A cause of anxiety Pain as foundation Is what I mean by alchemy Interlinked like chainmail Protecting me whilst weighing me down...Learn More

I tried to find a way to fix what feels like nature so it’s stuck Hard to embrace what can not change when it just makes you feel fucked Some pains they felt they vanished after so long unaddressed When I’m alone too long I find these feelings were all repressed Hold my nose and breath and swallow three My chest bubbles up with escapees Gulp twice...Learn More

The good old days The bad old days And now they feel the same Some numbness comes from growing old It comes in waves, at least I’m told Memories elephant still packs a punch And won’t say goodbye to what hurt us And all that once healed No longer feels real Once it has served it's purpose I can get nostalgic for a time Where I hated being alive...Learn More