

Never lose your coolSometimes the one's that hate you the most are the ones that really want to get too close and sometimes you think about the girls you done wrong all the things you shoulda said all the chances that are gone and you think about giving them the sweetest of song but you know that the sweetest song won't make up for what you did wrongNever lose your cool
And you wish you could take back every lie that you told but she knows that your bullshit's getting too old and you know that even the strongest lie you ever told will never make her think that it's the truth that you hold so you sit in y


Chamberthis world that you're living in its not safe to even be sitting in I'm not afraid of where my life has been I'm not afraid because I got my friends And when this story is done and old And everything I have to say has been told The hand i'm holding I won't fold five aces is what I holdChamber
I'm not metaphorically but metaphysically challenged It's not the hand that was dealt but the gambler in the passage I can't be worried where my past is It's just a historical account of where my life is And no matter what I do I can't make it his Subconsciensly I believe that


another cocaine storyever been afraid to fall asleep so afraid you just lay there and weep eyes wide open gotcha staring at the ceilin trying to figure out what is that your feelin all my life i\'ve dreamt of glory but i\'ll prolly just be another cocaine storyanother cocaine story
ever been afraid to wake up dead yesterday was your last chance to get out of bed im driving down the street it\'s half past ten can\'t figure out whats goin on in my head don\'t wanna wake up one day when i\'m forty to find out im just another cocaine story
ever been afraid to claim your stake invest in a house dow
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Sea of MirrorsI sat on the floor laying out all my poems around me like a sea of mirrors and saw myself staring back multiplied in the shards of broken glass until I was immersed in everything, everything I have written down to forgetSea of Mirrors
the cracks and slivers
broke apart the image of my face
just as the emotions in the words once broke apart the fibers of my soul rendering me into pieces I never thought could ever find each other again
I saw them each in turn each mirror a story each line a memory, an emotion a part of who I am and I was sudd
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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