the noises in my brain, the ringing in my ears

by | Mar 10, 2026 | rambling

Since I was eight Or was it even before? I can’t remember I remember it all Oh hey, it’s me How are we doing? I can’t tell anymore I always know Damn look at that apple tree It’s too dark to tell if the fruits ripe yet What was her name? N————?...

freedom or loneliness

by | Feb 20, 2026 | a thought

He was wrong, you know? It’s when you have no one to wake in the morning. It’s when you have no one to wait for at night. That’s when you can do whatever you want and have either, or both. Sometimes I pretend I’m happy. When I do, you’re always...