Mind forced down, opinions are not allowed.

The blissful sleepers, the blissful dreamers.

The girl with cut glass in her eyes, with a smile so divine, take a chance, and steal a glance.

What are outcast other than people that could not stomach reality?

I don't know how to describe this. Sad? I guess you could say. Dedicated to George H. W. Bush. May you rest in peace with your daughter and wife.

My love and prayers go out to everyone affected by the California fires.

Just once...

So just throw me more pills, and prescribe me more bills.

I need a little forever.

I guess this really is the end.

Support. What a joke.

Love. Is. Love.

I wish you wouldn't call me that nickname. The one I say I hate. Yet, love all the same...

I stretched a lie too thin, now I'm broken.

Imitators have made me paranoid. Humanity has justified it.

Bad words aren't always cuss words... Inspired by @gaster_follower

Don't you just hate control freaks?

An acrostic poem about what the word fine means to me.

When does it start to hurt? Not the bruises, but the words?

Smile? Please. Laugh? It'll be okay...