Many entities ( Read more... )

diminutive tears flow down my face ( Read more... )

River flows abundantly
the grass grows rapidly
the sounds are peaceful somewhat angelic
everything is all in play as if some kind of video
no special effects
but just nature at its best
nothing less
nothing more
its just life without a bore...

Devestation is among us all
when will we learn
when shall we not fall
when must we not crawl back up
when will humanity realize its mistakes
besides replaying them
someone must continue to abide by the laws
to make sure no one falls....

fumes all around ( Read more... )

what remains a fantasy is up to one's self
what remains real is all up to one's self
what one wants to feel or believe is up to one's self
but in the end you decide wether or not you are going to be insane
or just remain the same...

behind everything there lies reason...
and without that reason you cant have the effect...

The hinges on the door are falling off
The syringe is nowhere to be found
not even on the floor
Loud sounds all over
when will it end...

Dissolved memories...
dismembered brain...
obviously insane...