RileyJ

I am, amongst many things, a poet.I write poetry for lovefor lossfor laughterfor funand for... whatever.Well this time is different.This timeThis time I'm writing for me.I know I'm melodramaticand as ...

The wind blows alwaysthough it might not seem itthe wind is always therehowever soft it may beNot that night.that nightthe world was stilland my mind racedwith wonder and apathy.The smoke ...

string me up with the guitarthat strummed my heartjust like those other bandsstring me up with the thoughtswith the voynich wordswe couldn't understand.Real life thoughtsunlike our worldit's all this

"'a cardinal sin' the snake man weepsas the little boy begs for sleepand i know of no 'bounty' leftprotected in thought of theftbut rather left open forsociety's only true whorewho ...

I'll wear my bandanaand raise my black flagand remind them ofcivilians carriedaway in black bags.Nobody listensI'm a waste of their timeI wonder if MKULTRAis still controllingtheir minds.Then there's

I’m frozenno motor functionmy lips and tongue movebut the wordsreach only isolationI have only patiencerestless and undyingThere can be no cryingno tearsthey’re frozenonce flowingnow stillonce wat