There comes a time in every man's life when he asks himself the rudimentary questions of purpose, self-worth, and happiness. As a stubborn young man rooted in his ways, blinded by hubris, searching for...
Medicated, jaded, still rippin' that steel when anxiety tortures me I quit my job year after fuckin' year.
I've lost friends.
I've lost family.
My choices burn deep red,
with the passions in my soul rattlin' around in...
I really hate needles.
I stumble across them all the time in the invisible woods, under bridges
and by the train tracks no matter how small the town or city. It’s an epidemic. It’s always depressing...
It comes and goes in waves much like the ocean, the sun and
the moon. It strikes like jolts of
lightning and then disappears, lurkin’ underneath, and dwellin’ in the
clouds. This esoteric feelin’ is hard to