I am a forest who loves to burn I sense a glimmer, a spark from the darkness and ignite

I really thought I had patched this hole I bought the seal, spread it on, and POOF!

I cut in threes I like that number

Such a filthy word Such a grotesque, dated, and unacceptable word

I had you cut out Like a poster in an early 2000’s magazine I chose you to display

God? God can you hear me? Of course you can’t, you aren’t real

heart vibes

If I could I would feel nothing

go ahead and judge the book's cover

miss what could have been

uninspired

Some rough lyrics for a free verse song idea

Post-break-up vent tothe anonymous void

Life loves to torture

I’d rather be certainly hurt than completely unsure No matter what the situation, I’d rather be told a harsh truth than let my mind fill in the blank

Can evil energy be destroyed? Or is it just as immortal as normal energy?

Hikes and highs are what my days surprise I both summit stones and get stoned to fill the time