Pomplamoose - Another Day

Jinja Safari - Peter Pan. One of my favorite bands.


I find some hope in music

How fast can one fall in love? I've heard it's a feeling you can't describe, and I'm afraid I can't describe it.

It's dangerous
It's self destruction at it's peek
Victims
Travelers
We are alone
"Don't travel" says the power
Stay down
Watch yourself
You need not speak
Or they will listen
Listen without ears
Liars
They are hurt
They are the voices
The ones in your head
Demons
They are liars
They feed on your starvation
And breathe the air you don't
They watch you
They dig your grave
Until the sky doesn't see
Demons they are
Living to watch you fall
Crumble
Run
The mock you
Liars they are
Deamons
Voices
Your controler
Stay down
You need not speak

It is a sin to know the hearts that give
And of owning one who perpetually profits
It is drinking wine before dawn
And shutting down while diligent
A mind strictly on one road
Ensconces an unbalanced head
For no one is focued
That is overdue and in it's last years 
The wine is drunken
Eyes are blind
For now you are seeing twenty
Of what you thought was one
Welcome
You've now hit the bottom


Poetry and stuff

The Insane Documentaries Of The Human Life

I associate myself with normal people in a normal school in a normal town. Everything's normal. I'm so angry that I might have become uninteresting. I want a climatic reasoning to my childhood.
I want to find the weird in the world that's up in the middle of the night, not knowing right from left. I want to know the strange, the unaccepted, they are the interesting few who have interesting stories.

I want a story, because writing is rather stressful.

I was following the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin in the snow
And I turned round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime