I don't hear it anymore, that sound of joy that used to fill my heart. The thunder has rolled in, the sky has blackened, and nothing can be done to stop this rain. It falls in waves; it's roaring bass drowns out all that used to mean something to me. I'm cold and wet, unable… Continue reading Falling.
Your thoughts are worthless when they have come from a background filled with no understanding. The knowledge you wish to create gets washed away with this incessant need to fill the room with noise. The vinyl in the corner of my room plays the evidence of my worth, where is yours? Four broken records and… Continue reading Evidence.