…a morning. #1. More coming. Stay tuned. 

                         -Mark 

Maybe I don’t really want to know 
How your garden grows 
I just want to fly Lately did you ever feel the pain 
In the morning rain 
As it soaks it to the bone 

Maybe I just want to fly 
I want to live I don’t want to die 
Maybe I just want to breath 
Maybe I just don’t believe 
Maybe you’re the same as me 
We see things they’ll never see 
You and I are gonna live forever 

             -Noel Gallagher

Give an inch, take a mile. 

It’s past 6 and still nothing. The sun shines in my face as it beams through the branches and tress. My arms are cold. My heart races as memories collide in my head of what things were, are and should be. In this world were nothing prevails and everything sinks, hate continues to darken the land where bright minds come together in wonder. I am one and I stand alone with no drive other that my past mistakes and shameless regrets. I will stand accomplished and complete. Accurate and sincere. I will extract all positive force and aggression. This is all I have. Nothing but positive hatred and confusion. 

                            Thanks For Reading.

                              -Mark .  

Why must people die. I never understood why people you love the most, especially. Last night was the 2nd time I’ve dreamt of my dad since he passed 3 years ago. I don’t understand if that makes any sense. I met him again. It seemed all dandy in the dream. I asked him how he was doing, he said “I’m doing better! I can move my arm now!”  We had dinner and it was goodbye all over again. Life is a cruel bitch. But it can also be the most loving and caring mother. Life is unfair, Life is loving. Life is Life and nothing will change that. Death may be an escape for the hurt. But for the living, death is such an extreme pain and it feels at this point I will never be able to escape this hurt, and seeing escape as an option. I don’t know what I’m saying. I need to vent. Thanks for reading.

at times i feel as if my life is nothing, and i am just an insignificant cancer. i detest this life, i want to be gone, only for a minute though. this time it isn’t just the alcohol talking, but a meaty 5 inch distorted sphere called a heart talking, i waste my days thinking of what life can be, i play music in my head as i walk. my life revolves around music, and at this point it’s whats keeping me in line. fuck what people think, im gonna live life like i always have, always the hard way, it seems as though there is no other way, oh well. seems like my warm, hell-like bed is calling. i cant give in. seems like at night is when ones’ most productive, im listening to All Shall Perish. their album “The Price of Existence” is probably one of the most influential albums in my musical knowledge. im talking outta my ass now. good fucking night.