The Bittersweet Torture of Home Videos

What's there left to do when your memories drive you mad? Move forward.

The Battle

I want to know when feigned indifference became a competition: you pretend you can't hear my name in every love song played through your blown out speakers; I pretend I don't miss the staccato rhythm of your heartbeat playing me to sleep. It's a game no one can win.

The Cement Block Shoes

It's dragging me down, the way you hang on every word I say.

Peter Pan Filled Me With False Hope

Let us define war by the number of army men lost to scampering feet and slights of hand, instead of the echoing silence of whole cities. Let us find wealth in sandboxes, not power struggles. Let us find peace in rock-paper-scissors and eenie-meenie-minie-moe, instead of protests and riot shields. Let us define innocence by what we have, instead of what we've lost.

The Costumed Fly

While you were busy weaving your web, you got caught in mine. Never mistake battle scars for wings.

The Truth

Every scar is a secret, a story, an anthem of late nights and fist fights.
Remind me how it feels to be whole.

The Last Resort Reverence

Faith was never one of my strong suits, but today, I'm praying for a change of heart and a change of scenery. All I see is you. 

The Day When Fire, Water, and Earth Destroyed Us All

The Difference Between Art and Attitude

What, you don't lust for your own destruction? How quaint.

The Midnight Marvel

You can't force creativity. Genius is what happens in the quiet times between cigarette breaks. Masterpieces are drawn on the inside covers of novels. Epic poems are penned on napkins and Starbucks receipts. It will find you when you stop searching. Let it come.

The Glimmer of Hope

All they see in you is coal. I'm breaking under the pressure, trying to make you a diamond.