I looked in

the mirror today
She looked back at me,
Scared but kind of okay
We talked for a while

I finally asked her, what’s wrong
She trembled & said, “I may be broken, no..
Truly, we are all kind of broken.
But something is breaking away, everyday.”

Like a faulty guitar string
Out of tune, out of luck
Waiting to be pulled, plugged and played

men have enslaved each other since they invented gods to forgive them from doing it’

history prefers legends to men
it prefers nobility to brutality
it prefers soaring speeches to quiet deeds
it remembers the battle and forgets the blood

whatever history remembers of me if it remembers anything at all. i shall always think of myself as a man well,
just a MAN

every morning i wake up, the only thing i crave for is you.

i'll write for you forever.

the moments that i spend with you are the only moments that i enjoy anymore.

nothing will ever be harder than being without you.

i find that my thoughts always drift to you.