Im A Black Hole

beginning to feel,

don’t wanna survive,

my body is here,

i’m losing my mind,

my mind.

why do i try?

should i forgive?

your touch was a lie,

but you touched me still,

still.

if love is a game,

and ignorance is bliss,

who’s to say we’re winning?

flashlight in a mist,

blind from all who see you,

and when your heart is lit,

careful of the people,

with sweet, sweet sentiments.

it seems my hearts gone cold,

i guess ill save it for later,

you found me in mist, in stone,

throw me in the refrigerator.

maybe one day,

in adoration,

i’ll spark the things

that i was saving,

maybe then,

you’ll see my worth,

burn me up,

into fireworks.

Fuck you and your blazed post. Thanks for spending money to lower the iq of everyone you come in contact with

A voice is a weapon and I’m not going to apologize for using my resources for something I believe in. I appreciate you for expressing yourself, I’ll always support that, but let me hold you to the same standard. Maybe instead of hating on me, you should be bettering yourself or doing something that actually might make a difference. You’re just furthering my argument. You don’t know me and I don’t expect you to understand everything I’m trying to say but you’re attacking me rather than the argument. What exactly are you upset about? I believe it takes a greater intellect to understand both sides of an argument and your logical fallacies are making it hard for me to see your point of view. Good luck to you!

i swear my pupils were made,

just to see you in this light,

and i’ve always wanted to leave this place,,

but i turn around every night

because you’re like nothing else.

i’m just used to everyone leaving,

i had so much love,

and now i don’t even have feelings,

but i just can’t ever give up,

because of you,

it’s always been you.

I just want someone to be real with me.

i swear i never lived until i met you

dont you know,

what you do to me?

you didn’t know?

well this is new to me.

where are we going?

who we gonna be?

i’ll take you far,

and be whatever you wanna be.

how did you take my heart?

my anatomy.

did you think it hurt?

well baby i didn’t feel a thing.

i tore it out,

so easily.

i think that i’m a fool,

thought of you this afternoon,

you cross my mind every now and then,

october skies in the morning.

time is lost, yet can be found,

i wouldn’t mind having you around,

and if i could find you in the clouds,

i’d find a storm and never turn around.

Monopoly Jailhouse Blues

I’m not innocent

Well I hope just a lil bit

You can’t get a hold of me

Baby it was heaven sent

Yea I could smell it then

perfume on my laundry

Hey Mrs officer

I’m sorry for all of my crimes

I don’t live that life no more

Maybe once or twice

On the run

It’s been so long

Got an x on my chest

Might wear a vest

Eyes on me all the time

Tell ma I’ll pay the fine

Maybe it’s fine

Give myself a break

Smoking and meditate

Phone, silent mode

Don’t hit my line

If life was just a game

Would you Try a little harder

Would you Try a little harder

Why are you so afraid?

Just Try a little harder

Just Try a little harder

I feel it in my bones

I’m getting old

And i still don’t got a home

I lost myself a long time ago

The open road

Has my soul

And I just can’t stay for long

I paid that price a long time ago

A long time ago,

A long time ago,

I was stripping her bikinis,

In Motel rooms,

Had movie screenings,

Shoulda hear her screaming,

didn’t know I was the villain,

How was I supposed to know

All we wanted was the feeling

And the taste of gold

But that’s not for us to know

It’s not for us to know

To look down from above

There’s no god in the heavens.

You won’t find it looking up.

Sometimes you have to see the world,

How the heavens would see… us.

In the boring, unique, and subjective.

In the small chatter across a dance floor,

In the old guard dog that lays brazenly across old sofas,

In smiles with a stranger,

And heart palpitations.

Even in the wind,

Or in a cold shoulder,

Burning knowledge,

And a bottle that’s broken.

You’ve been given all of the pieces to find,

What you’ve been searching for inside.

Maybe what I’m trying to say is the presence of any kind of god would be all around us.

Or maybe even within us.

-b