My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Count down walk about Room to room questions float Eyes closed images appear Memories are like pin pricks to the heart Nothing is in stone, nothing is in stone Not words or love, even loss can be replaced; Over time, over time Echo chamber bounce from here to there Landing gently on the floor Ashes …
It's that late night can't sleep Walking through the graveyard push When darkness is more than a symptom Or an absence of light; aphotic zone And the sun rises in the east every fucking morning Like a dagger to my heart, silver bullet to my chest There are times when those magnificent golden rays A …
It’s my story A life learning curve Bend and twist A trip up Occasional fuck up but never a loss A lesson to apply If not - step back rewind Repeat Repeat Until that oh yeah, a-ha gut punch Yes right, right I get it I get it Own it Wrap it in the highest …
Tongue and cheek slap down mixed match lovers jest one blink loser begs for mercy there wasn't a time when second thoughts or lack of judgement flying too high meant it wasn't our time but just as the fun began you slipped away off to another land without limitations leaving me behind trapped in the …
Trilby Yates 