The thrill of concealing myself from you Far easier when less of me is discovered I can feel pieces of me detaching from your glue...

Though I crave you all day I am not granted any favours The sheet envelops but does not protect You tempt me Though I fear you The dawn...

There are those who search for meaning and those who chase falsehoods Eager to feel oppression where none exists Insideous disease of the...

a poem about grief... https://static.wixstatic.com/mp3/6d25c8_38c8eae26d4d4a5796c80fa7de5f5533.mp3

Tormented Child Learns to keep themselves on guard From past whisperers

Wounded by my own sense of self Drifting on, and I can't see an end I'm just weak because I care Wounded by this cruel uncertainty I'm...

So let us lay and suffer the wrath of your benevolent dictatorship You harbour sick resentment of those who dare to rise above and you...