07.2022.11
Somber sentences tell me I’m wron… Yet the beat of my heart sings a different song. Working for the man Or say the son of Sam.
Careful with their every move. Meditated– the path must remain smooth. Obscured by choice yet commands all attention.
Am I a chameleon or can I be me? Must I turn into you to sit in your tree? Weren’t we born here to be free?
Painted picture in your head– you… Everyone I meet– sings this same… Do I have to look and act like yo… Judgement and accusations must be… A fight is what they all seem to w…
Sick of the box you’ve been locked… Feeling like a puppet A stiff pre-positioned manequin. The world moves around as you look on with your stuck eye…
To become a successful writer, the… Take all the classes, learn what y… Read prestigious articles. Study… But I hoped to become a writer, i… I love a great writer as much as t…
Who are you? When I ask that question - there is a strong pull on my core. What is that? Feelings like that can only mean t…
I crave ease. A simple existence, bring me to my… Just once, I’d like to have a lit… I’m begging please. If it’s not one thing it’s another…
The eyes are always watching every night every day They want to know who’s talking to know just what they’ll say
Can we start a revolution Can we do this thing just right Do we have enough hearts Willing to stand up and show their… This is a call to the many
Revenge a dish usually best served… No payback necessary for the decre… Digging their own resting holes. Tickets to hell broke the mold. To evil their soul they have sold.
*** ** * * To be swayed by superficial
Nothing seems to scratch this itch… Nothing seems to patch this bridge… Nothing seems to fill this ditch. As I teeter on the edge of the cl… Like a mosh pit
Create the World Whispers the Girl Lodged in the Rock before Time. Go back to the Curl The Beginner of Worlds
Guidance all around me Love at each misstep The Ones who have been saving me When I have nothing left. ~Ruby L.S.~