Someone Already Stole These Tears

I’m up. It’s morning and my feet are off the ground. But by 9 pm I’m feeling nothing else but down. I can’t read anything on you, unless your close by. And if this is a game we’re playing. Someone already stole the tears from my eyes. I wish you could see deep inside  my…

Nobody’s Someone

I have made myself your muse. In a world no longer in use. And regardless of my short fuse. I refuse to let it go. In the abscess of my mind. Where hate mingles with time. And the darkness is the shine. There’s more you should know. I am no one’s keeper, yet I am…