(In advance...this is going to be a post that people may look at me and be like...he ACTUALLY told the truth to a stupid amount. To that my only reply is... that omitting the truth has successfully made me look stupid. So I'll just do the dirty work and save people the trouble of the puzzle and wasted time.)
Dedicated to a laughter in my heart that died... yet her memory lives on, through those who I will love in the future, through those friends, crushes...and distant dreams that I must pass on in my journey. I once dedicated it to the people who fall in love everyday, but love hurts, I don't want to dedicate it to pain, although it can be sweet.
Love has left a scar on my soul. I tried to cover it with you... Hoping that your presence would bring me back to the bliss that was once love-ish. But when I began to peak off of that ledge, to find what love would bring me, at the bottom of that cliff I saw a scar.
Dedicated to a laughter in my heart that died... yet her memory lives on.
I love you. All of you... and it hurts.
Theme's of the night-
(Photograph. Antoine Lyers)
Apologies...for more than you will ever know.
Thought you took on a man finding his way?
...you actually took on a boy lost in the search...
I actually...cried...tonight...a lot...
for things that I cannot mention.
Happy Birthday Mr. Claiborne.
You are indeed no further along than you were forever ago.
"The man who knows something/
knows that he knows nothing at all..."
"If i said that I was fond of battle...
would it stop the war?"
But I still tried to eat it.
now my stomach is pretty upset.
P.S. I want to vomit (read: purge)...but its not that easy...so instead I just spit up rhymes chronicling how it unfolds.
Who said life was made for living?
Why keep me around?
People experience music in different ways. I had a spiritual experience today. Some people feel the music physically. Some emotionally, and some...well they feel it spiritually. But what a personal experience it is. It feels good.
That you may feel like I don't appreciate you.