Whatever I Used to Be
Streets, The wet concrete Standing in a foot of snow Waiting for the bus to show Whatever I used to be I’ll never know Sheets, Between them are…
Streets, The wet concrete Standing in a foot of snow Waiting for the bus to show Whatever I used to be I’ll never know Sheets, Between them are…
Rarely I’ll accept your claims To be what you make of yourself Until you let go of the chain You’ll struggle to find movement How could I be…
Quietly, they whisper rumors Again, shouted the others I think out loud Find fault in the line and stand near Myself – a shell of the former Somewhere,…
So what if it rained today? The ground quenched for it So what if it’s colder here? The frosted glass reminds us So what if we can’t see…
Flames on the horizon Smoke approaching heights What we thought was worth fighting for And end our moonless nights A message sent Erase the norm The young so…
Off roads, couldn’t be found anywhere Grounded, somewhere in the parking lot It’s a good thing I couldn’t grab the handle Lifting you to the gurney Thrown behind…
If only I had a way to say to you, All of the things that I never let go I would If only I had a way to…
For the better days, I can’t wait to finally have a small piece To arrive home and not feel alone For the harder nights, I can wait to…