aWastedhero

It only need happen but once hooked and hopeless as my thoughts flail euphorically fixated but unfocused what started out stolen is now so freely given This consumption clouds but i manage to remain indifferent to all irrelevance these moments are revelatory constant confusion as my life is told in third person a retrospective Instant and definative without hesitation decisions action the unfamiliarity is unnerving but i can't claim full credit i acted not alone as curiosity had me practicing a subtle glance all night with prevention an impossibility all prior obligations now permanently forgotten nothing can be done at this point i was

the acoustics of every handwritten word resonate throughout The original notion althought unfathomable at first now transforms offering all beyond my level of comprehension preaching that the great secret is the biggest have of all the desire i had always so emphatically believed was impenatrable melts away to leave nothing but the sound soft and subtle as it whispers only ever heard by those with the strength to carry the knowledge the extent of my gratitude for an enlightening of this magnitude is impossible to express with the means provided but time has always been my least favourite but most effective tool with which i will b

Sometimes I feel as if the pounding of my heart is a rhythmic attempt for the melody within to make it's debut... That the ringing in my ears is the exponential loss of song, in the wake of revelation crying to be heard... That the weight of my eyes is the tempo of life decreasing to the point of inertia... The tapping of my fingers a broken backbeat knocking on the foundation of desire... And the resonance of my breath is a familiar reverie mimicked by all of the above... Sometimes... I feel that this may render the world a universal symphony upon the edge of understanding... Sometimes... I wake to orchestral drumming that trigge

Such lonely limitations on generic aspirations of a proper invitation is all that one expects A semi-celebration of rumoured speculation majestic transformation we may have a leader yet Over exaggeration of the perfect explanation is why this standing ovation was of facetious intent A blatant saturation of mutual masturbation my extended trepidation is found only in this trend if only you could hear this i know you'd change your mind of only you could see me as more than just a sign if only i could express to you that we are for all time and shelter you from the innocence that keeps you from our lives Because this makes no sense no it ma

Send a man to sell his soul and sorrow will he sing Send a man to see his seed and sundered he shall be Send a man to save the sun so subtle are his means But send a man out to be free and trouble he will seek

opposite extremities fleeing from abuse self proclaimed as introverts and in search of in a muse convinced themselves they've lost this game so they should never play but tomorrow they'll discover that today is not the same it was supposed to be a secret they were never meant to know that life will always cut them back should they begin to grow but to sever such a simple sound and tear it from the ground to end this life before it's held leaves nothing to be found so plant these seeds of solitude in a box of salted sand and watch as they both realise that they're each others hands

the words as i write them seem infinitely unoriginal so i step back and drop out to contemplate my next move but as i knowingly create each physical thought and watch it manifest into someone else's idea again i feel that you've been here before me so where do i find the unquestionably perfect intention of a single moment in sound that i plan to sail your way but of course i can't tell you this it would spoil the surprise but to leave me locked inside a novel created by me for me is an indirect waste of multiple lives so it's unfortunate that i fear i will spend the rest of my waking life searching for a word that i'

a schoolyard game of mere pride and i will not be the first one to talk by maintaining the upperhand and asserting instant unwavering control i can live with just about every decision then made in any relevance regardless of severity it's first in first serve around here and i've always just assumed that with the knowledge of this entire fabrication i was somehow promoted to special but i must have overlooked something in all m y haste the one thing i just hadn't considered was maybe simply that i wasn't fast enough how much longer can one underestimate so abundantly offering only in return just as many apologies

a life of generalities specificity aside the fundamental elements of humanity align pawn all your extremities sell them for a smile the next time you're reunited you'll still be a child a jamboree of margarine a lubricated mess matching footprints in the sand we're all going deaf a life of generalities specificity aside regardless of the time of day this tea will get you high so level with the lentil man let him loose on lust whisper riddles in his ear he'll come back in cuffs