March Moleskine Madness: Day 7
Prompt: Favorite Song

All these things you could explain in pieces. All these things you could have said but never tried.

(Source: phantomatic)

There’ll be room for change, but gradually.

Where’re my head?

How come they’re out to get us?
How come they’re out when they don’t know the facts?

It swells in you, it swallows me.
And takes our souls to see.
the HIATUS

Have we now reached the end just to find the beginning again?

Maybe I wasn’t made for this world.

November 14, 2011