I am you and you are me and we are lost never needing to be found. Never needing the company of another person a warm body to share our worries or cares with. We are liars, non-dreamers our dreams just black screens our hearts endlessly empty. Joy is u...

Father You there with the plastic heart, breaker of families, creator of sorrow, what you touch turns to garbage what you leave always dies. You do not sustain life, your frozen heart can't beat all constricted in your chest. Your last name the snake ...