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Numb fingertips
Heart of hell
The wind doing flips
Finally
The darkness turning into burning light
I don’t like it with the sun
I need to live on the dark side of the planet
I've got a word stuck in my head and it weighs a ton
It can’t be taken away with any of the elements of the earth
Fire, air, earth, and rain have nothing on me
It’s attached to my life
If you unstick it from me, you'll be handing me over to death
Such strife
I don’t know what it is anymore
Thoughts going at the speed of light
I can't see them
Or catch them
There isn’t a stem
I wish I was sober
I'm lost in the fog
The fog you can't escape
I try to run out of it
Without something to stick to it is as foggy as scotch tape
An agenda wet with water molecules
Lightning thoughts tire the storm
The storm gets lost in my fog; it's thick
How do you plan on finding me, when I don't know where I am?
How are you going to get me out of this brick?
I want to feel my fingertips, have my heart be free, and have the wind die down
I want to hear my thoughts and have the enigma of the ride