world! is! far! too! small!

I'd like to slap the entire human race senseless.

The Old Familiar Sting

FEELS LIKE THIS.

She Wants to Be Infinite.

I'm going to invade your interior and linger near the corner of your thoughts. There was an explosion of things heard and seen swept under the rug. She was overwhelmed with hugs and kisses and the I love you's rarely given; and it felt wrong.

Let me wrap myself around you

There is a time that is in sync with a place where she feels completely untouchable.

Addicted

to bed, and solitude, and things that aren't real.

Written for his 4 year old son who died from falling down a window. The Choirboys live, do this song justice.

I am spinning

out of control, ready to meet violence in the silhouette of night. I meet lies more often than I meet the truth, and if I wasn't almost so desensitized it would drive me insane. You wouldn't believe it but, lonesomeness doesn't surprise me unannounced anymore...I greet it with open arms and wrap myself around it.

Lets not forget to live.

My pregnant mind is filled with concepts big and small and everything sums up to a complicated mass too large for the the capacity of my head. Mainly I'm consumed with the potential beauty that makes up the erring and constant bits of my entirety. I'm really so caught up with how beautiful this could be, but let's not forget to live. Wake up and smell the coffee. Whether I'm in the louder part of town or not is irrelevant; life goes on without you and I'm leaving with it.

I'm drifting states of mind at full throttle. This consistent inconsistency has become so omnipresent, I can actually consider it normalcy. It's something like the journey of coming into herself, and coming out stronger sort of thing.

Screw it eff it love it hate it ate it regurgitate it and move on.

Screw it eff it love it hate it ate it regurgitate it and move on.

I'm Learning

To dangle from it limp, whenever it takes me.

Colliding Contradictions

I want to feel so much so fast so I feel nothing at all. How can something so wretched make me feel so good and so bad all at the same instant, tearing my heart and brain from east to west, up and down, and scrambling them up till I can't distinguish between the both. Till my brain is numb and my heart is overpoweringly feeling; sending signals like crazy to my limbs twisting me all ways into contorted shapes. How can something so wrong make me feel something so beautiful, make me feel something I want to cling onto forever, something I'd never want to forget yet fear to forget. Make me feel something I'm scared to lose, something I feel I need to let go but fall short of doing every time the chance arises. Make me feel. Feelin stuck in this state of mind. Dwelling in consistent fleeting glee that comes and goes too soon. Maybe I'm being too selfish with time, wanting too much and more, more, more, more with that wretchedness. These feelings take the wheel and they drive me crazy, and the craziness is so addictive. Why, why, why...how is it so addictive. I need it, I hate it. In my purpose of being, how can this craziness be my greatest and most forceful inspiration and motivation? Why do madness and the darkest of ambiguities hold hands in your absence while my world is perfectly in sync standing next to you? And the lights, the picturesque image glossy eyes gaze upon, dazzle me and now they're the connection to the shapeless mass of crazy feelings; so unforgettably you. I see the signal, the only resolution, the only choice cus it's the only option I blindly and all knowingly want. My dumb sensibility crushes the ounce of sense that remains in me. I'm done for in this wretchedness. Completely lost in it. I'm swimming freely like a big beautiful mess in the vast sea of senselessness. Help? I'm feeling too much and wanting too much of too much bad that brings me too much good too fast so that it feels like it's gone too soon. And it's really just completely and absolutely wretched...

Need Love

I love off love, I feed off love, I breathe off love, I think of love, I drink of love, I sink in love and in the middle of the night I need my love.

I'm All Tension.

I feel like my nerves are being stretched on a rack, thinner and thinner. Like all my energy is gravitating towards my chest, and in that center focus I feel it all.