When it's 3AM and your eyes don't shut.

 This tenement, stories carved in stone Its cracked walls hold firm for the new stories we write unfold Strengthening my waning foundations ...

i. and there it is my total chaos and calm glitching there in total standstill on the scape of my mind passing through the layered tundra of...

 this time i let go because i am holding on to words that do not matter so i step out and fall off the cliff edge of my mind another mental ...

 i thought i knew my poems well but i read them now and they taste stale foreign words from a foreign mind. i guess i am different now new a...

there is something peaceful in the grey the clouds are heavy with emptiness the weight of the planets lift as they align. the weight of you ...

 i am rusting in the rain that poured these 8 years when i should've learnt love but instead i denied it my precious friend, lover, trib...

 hi mate. it's been a while. guess you watched me grow up as you stayed 16 where you left me to live where you died a little bit of me a...

 another fucking one. another chunder of words, like today's music i no longer listen to like Rishi's bullshit another episode. anot...

  Fingers shaking Brain fuzzing I feel the anger but I'm still stagnant In my own resistance I was a warrior and now I am weak I wa...

there are days when i unglitch and today i splice the part of me that stopped writing my memories become clear in this moment i take the one...