the lost words of b.h.
Pt. 1 I woke up And you were gone Found my possessions On the lawn She's a lost lover Sneaks out at dawn I just wanted to
By b. h.6 years ago in Poets
We walked through a doorway to find stairs and drunk buffoons falling in there around the bend to the top is a shop with twenty plus asians
Tell me if you've noticed That I'm kind of crazy for this Seeing sounds with my third eye I'm going to make music until the day I die
I'm missing her and shrugging it off until dawn dreaming on my own she comes around in the morning like a yawn and throughout the day we think of each other
so many days I just want to go back but i'm here in right now and I can't ever go back stuck in rumination finding my way
grey clouds breed in the sky to make fear for the fearful the mist shifts vibrations from cheerful you can feel the cold breeze as hell drapes in
we come to terms as people merely eating our own fecal living in society and the sinners of sobriety become comfortable and complacent,
By b. h.7 years ago in Poets
either your friend or your doom know that it will bloom as a flower or die like gloom and it consumes so never assume weather is light or dark before noon
oh how I loved you and thought I could see through but now I'm torn into all the fucking things I see inside you. oh how I knew how I wanted to be
it is one of those times when my mind races going tons of places until I am exhausted and it finds something else it chases
until the day I die I’ll remain broken do you feel these tears I cry I’d stay up late thinking why? water in your eyes you’d stare
we have been on this dopamine binge fucking fawns human animals grin. piss and cum soaked bed fucking like we will soon be dead