chest pains aren’t fun at all. I mustn’t dive backwards
Tag: lyrical
meet them.
If there’s a hole in your heart, go to the one who opened it. Meet them.
Apologies
To fathom what cannot be undone is to learn from one’s shortcomings.
driver
Confidence steers the wheel while fear panics in the passenger seat.
rest
What is the point of rest?
Slumber
Sleep is the indulgence in temporary escapism.
christ
Have I lost feeling? Am I going mad?
avoid by all means.
Deter yourself from becoming a slave to an idea.
laughter
Pain is the prelude to laughter.
a wandering mind
A peculiar dream is a sign of a wandering mind.
Consistency
Put forth the consistency and effort for the sake of opulence.
first world
To be born in a first-world country is a privilege in itself.
undermining
We’d stop bickering if hard work was praised far more than so-called “talent”
good times
In hindsight, we never really notice we’re presently living in “the good old days” until it becomes the good old days.
bones
The aches in my bones continue to grow louder with every tick of the clock. What once was a silence is now a daily reminder of a permanence that can never be attained. Somehow there’s beauty in that. If you so decide to look deeper.