restroom graffititruths have a tendency to appearMore Like This
in the company of filth
where pressure forces poison
out, we are desperate to purify
and forget souls-
they are mere blemishes,
stains on an otherwise
but every now
we stoop to feel the weight
of our subconscious screams
take a moment to relieve pressure
and flush our shit down the pipes.
Unknown PainI don't knowMore Like This
Why I feel
Like I do.
But I do,
But it doesn't really help.
I don't know
Who I am
Or what to do
Or what is wrong
But I feel my pain.
For now that's all I know.
Why?I can feel tears running down my cheeksMore Like This
Even though they are not there.
I’ve seen these same scars for weeks
Didn’t I tell you the world wasn’t fair?
All these images flashing through my head
Of mangled corpses laying dead.
Why won’t everything stop
Even when I ripped out my heart?
I can feel blood pouring non-stop
I already felt my soul ripped apart..
And yet.. I am still here..
NOT A PIPE, WHERE THE TEARS GO 2014 -18More Like This
mushrooms grow in the dark by davespertine Distorted mind by SheerHeart
Night of Tarragona - Camouflage by siamesesam Resonate by Andaelentari goalkeeper 2 the print by JabLab
Tarragona Impromptu II by siamesesam Tierra incognita by aspruli Tarragona Impromptu II by siamesesam
Sway by alisinwonder Post-Revolutional by Igor-Demidov Sway by alisinwonder
O by dasTOK Woven by azieser UF13 Simplicity C by Xantipa2
Rest by lomatic