“needles & pills”

seconds turn into minutes… turn into hours… which then turn into days… i can’t help but forget… moments i just can’t recollect… no knowledge… no regrets… no understanding… wounds so fresh… soon enough to mature as scars… needles & pills… never comfortable enough to sit still… with choice, but without decision… eyesight alive, but lacking… Continue reading “needles & pills”

“circles”

circles living deep within the mind you’re able to run, but you can’t hide what is needed i’m not used to and i recite this dedication to you spoken words as far as the mind look within my heart & tell me what you find circles lay me to rest tired, but true every praise… Continue reading “circles”