
Monthly Archives: March 2020
The constructs we build around ourselves to protect ourselves

I’m looking for something that doesn’t exist

People travel to faraway places to watch, in fascination, the kind of people they ignore at home.

So honest and so broken

I’m only hanging on to watch you go down

I promise myself I’ll get up earlier; but I lie in later.
There’s more, there has to be, more to life than killing yourself to survive

The question is not when is he going to stop? It’s who’s going to stop him

I think sometimes we are defined by our relationships – or our lack of relationship – with our parents

To the stars
