Sinecore

And in this dark harvest of season My life has completely lost reason, For which or against to decide. All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide In sadness and in kindness In light and in darkness. In a boat made of hope I shall sail to tomorrow, In a winding hurricane Made of treachery and sorrow. There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear... Piercing, slashing though my head. Starting somewhere in heaven, Ending somewhere in hell. Fighting, burning, crying, crashing. Are the armies within. In my head they are all thrashing. On the heaven's and hell's whim. To be light or to be darkness. A perpetual array. It's not merely my choi

"Everyone's got a gun, kid, everyone's got a gun Damn idiot if you thought you were the only one There's be a gun in my kitchen, gun in my throat gun in my abscesses, gun in the soap. I got a gun for every day of the week kid, every single day and when there's someone stupid I know jus' the way Bang some senses in his brains, A gun and a bullet is all it takes. Everyone's got a gun see, it's people like you People like you kid, I've killed quite a few In my laundry, right before lunch asking questions, serving brunch You're a lucky lad, kid now yer gonna see How you make the clever dumb and the dumb clever like me I dunno how y

Is a Phoenix a loner? Does it depend on a few? Or is it much better and Unattainable for me? Is there something wrong with me? Do I depend on too few? Why is it when she has fun I have to miss her so much? I have no others around, None that I hang with at least. It is only her I do, And I don't mind that so much. But it is when she leaves and When she has fun with others That I feel the loneliness Of depending on just one. I guess it is much better, At least it has friends around, While I do not have any, None to hang around with me. I should not complain too though, There's too much of that online, But I need to write it out, And so I d