I said I told you everything, well I left something out underneath the stairwell. I’m under lock and key, but you can probably tell.
A powder keg in a prison cell.
I wanna return but all you will do is turn to leave, if I can find my way home, will you take hold of me?
I’ve been gone so long I can barely say.
Well I used to be the sun waiting silently, but they barely noticed me.
But I’ve been talking in my sleep when anybody sees they turn and run from me.
I wanted to run, I wanted to love and be loved in return.
But will I ever get back, do I know too much to return.
I’ve been gone so long, I can barely say, all I know is now I wanna stay.
Has it been too long since I went away? Cause I’m trying to find the words but I can barely say…
-Hold your family close in whatever form they take, for mum x
Do you remember how we met? Silhouetted by the lights…
You were drunk and tried to take a mental picture with your hands.
I was thinking about that and a bunch of other things.
Stop looking at the floor…
I need to pour out this expansive dose of words. I can’t explain…
I need to be alone.
I know the timing isn’t great, but these things, you just can’t plan.
I just need a little time so I can find myself again.
‘Cause I get buried underneath all the things they think you are.
And I’m too tired to pretend it doesn’t hurt to be left out.
I had a pocket full of dreams but I gave them all to you, now I think I want them back.
So can you tell me if I’m crazy or confused?
Don’t ever change the way you are.
I’ve never loved anyone more.
Why can’t I finish what I’ve started? Why can’t you try and understand? It doesn’t make a bit of difference if I start what I can’t finish. Every story needs an ending, after all.
I think I’ve known it for a long time. Suffice to say, it’s been a while. Too afraid to face the outcome. Quite likely, a failure. It’s a shitty thing to say, but hey - the clock is ticking.
I thought of all the things I’d like to say, cramped up and couldn’t write a word all day. I just waited for my world to fall apart. That’s why I’ll never finish anything I start
What fills the magic in the meantime? I know it’s hard without a vice. Need to find a new solution, adaptation or retribution. If you truly do believe in something, somehow it all works out.
I’m completely bored with every single word. Nothing ever works and this juvenile search is systematically revealing to me that I need a new approach.
So sick of all the things I’m trying to say. Cramped up and couldn’t write a word all day. I just waited for my world to fall apart, that’s why I’ll never finish anything I…
Here’s to the good days outweighing the bad…
See you all later!!
Filed under graffiti street art London
Judgement breeds hypocrisy.
MRI no.5
See the white stuff, well thats the, er…
Lets just say you dont have it.
fuckyeahtattoos:
My new tattoo of my cat Nubby. When I adopted her from the SPCA she was recovering from surgery to remove her ears due to sun cancer. Hence the name Nubby. She is the most loving cat in the world and I love her more than anything.
Done by the amazing Stephen Hutchison at Lucky Mutt Tattoo while he was guesting in New Zealand.
See, I told you! Done by my friend the amazingly talented Stephen Hutchinson! Catch him if you can!
If you had the chance to change your fate would you?
Be still and know that I’m with you, be still and know that I am here. Be still, be still, and know
When darkness comes upon you and covers you with fear and shame. Be still and know that I’m with you and I will say your name
If terror falls upon your bed and sleep no longer comes. Remember all the words I said. Be still, be still, and know
And when you go through the valley and the shadow comes down from the hill. If morning never comes to be. Be still, be still, be still
If you forget the way to go and lose where you came from. If no one is standing beside you. Be still and know I am
Be still and know that I’m with you, be still and know I am
This house is on fire, we need to go…
