Surrounded by the mist
the grey smog underneath
the skin that crawls and wrinkles
surrounded by the fingers
that twist and pull apart
drank the drink of wiser men
clouds that tear and shatter blend
surrounded by the gift of dreams
the billowing smoke
the skin beneath
surrounded by the oceans wide
the blood that fills it leaves the eyes
surrounded by the fog in me
underneath the skin that sings
mist that twist and turns around
amongst the underneath
we find the ground


I’m feeling kind of wasted
kind of back in time
my head is all but spinning
lashing out in rhymes
melting like cheap plastics
and running over dry
drips they drop like rocks
down the corner street
I’m feeling kind of wasted
kind of left behind
like everything was fine
but now I’m not alright
everything is plastic
to long left in the sun
melting in the moonlight
spinning like a top that’s spun

Looking back

I just wanna go back
always looking back
wanna go back
to when everything was better
it really wasn’t but
I just wanna go back
back to where it first began
before I made these mistakes
all the choices I could wait
wanna do it again
keep dreaming of then
even though at that time
I wanted to die
I just wanna go back
back in fucking time
I’m always looking back
looking back at what has been
wanna go back
I just wanna relive
every single mistake
every mishap every misstep
I just don’t want to think
think about growing old
I just wanna be young
pretend my life is like a movie
I just want to go back
back before I became
someone with responsibility
before I grew up
before I had to come to terms
be my age and learn
I just wanna go back
back before I thought about my life
and my death
when growing old felt like
a dream and then
all that ignorance
I just wanna go back


Silly little rhymes and things
keeping me from cutting strings
everything is so peculiar
as the window golden sings
dancing in the rain and glasses
shattering the grass like plastics
beautiful and so familiar
silly little trinkets
and the things they do the mind
keeping me from cutting strings
or running out of time

All I’ve been

In the midst of the deep ocean all I see is black
a world beneath what’s been forgotten to which I can’t turn back
a mess of mind and soul in tatters everything is cracked
I cannot move for lack of vision my body is the sand
deep within the darkest ocean I’ve been driven mad
still I’m breathing no longer living forgotten what I am
a world beneath what’s been forgotten an ocean dark and then
the world beneath is filled with light no longer empty seas
I no longer see the black but the light has blinded me
forgotten still what was before I no longer feel my skin
sand consumes the driving force beneath the waters land
in the midst of the deep ocean all I know is gone
broken lost once forever forgotten all I’ve been


It all comes crumbling down
tick the clocks and run right now
burn the pictures trash the house
tear the curtains break the mirrors
we are dying breaking fear
it all comes down crumbling so
the world we’ve lost, lost all we know
broken pictures broken dreams
we got lost in all our screams
tick the clocks and tock the time
we all crumble before we die

Water is the sun

I lay beneath the water
I fall right back to sleep
I dream of what’s to come
like moonlight bathing me
tomorrow never ceases
to be right behind the door
I lay beneath the water
my heart is wanting more
I fall right back to sleep
dream of what’s to come
moonlight as my keeper
as water is the sun.

As we once noticed

Let’s hope it rhymes
let’s hope it’s good at keeping time
let’s hope it looks
looks good in gold and white
let’s not delay
unless we’re tired and we can
let’s go for broke
instead of going with the band
let’s take of rules and when they don’t apply
let’s read the writing
the writings on walls that are not mine
this is the world
let’s celebrate before we’re gone
let’s hope for curls
let’s forget what we’ve done wrong
let’s drink to us remember we get to have fun
and when it’s over
let’s hope it rhymes as we once noticed