Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Sometimes I think there’ll never be enough alcohol to drown all these foolish fears Sometimes I long for all the cigarettes I smoked, not caring, not needing their generous calm the way I do now I hear those songs I had in my heart, broken like dirty compact discs, scratched vinyls How terrifying th...

This tequila has questions for me I don't have any fucking answers And so this wasteland of past sins just sits vast and haunting before me. I don't have any fucking hiking boots either. And I know inside I'm this cruel bitch with this heartless soul But I care so much I care too much. And the twink...

A million glances
A million little
deaths
each touch
such
exquisite
torment
perfect in
it's
Nihilism
destroying
broken
hearts
But I'm a broken
woman
You're
a broken
man
Together
we damage the world
even if it's just our own.

He wants to talk about the pain and the struggle But I'm like "Naw, babe." Just trying to watch an episode of Girls and have a glass of wine. Violence all I hear is violence Whatever he fucking says sounds violent His very saying "I love you"... sounds violent. So I sound silent. Listening to cracks...

thanks all for reading and appreciating! Revolutionrabbit beautiful verses!

thanks all for reading and appreciating! Revolutionrabbit beautiful verses!

When I was 15 I learned what Tequila meant. I learned what it felt like to be drained and desolate and alone and tired and worn and frayed and fucking undone I understood what that slow sweet burn was meant for And that was the first thing I embraced At 15 I understood what it meant to break a heart...

So you guys all know I haven't been a very frequent poster on here lately. The truth is I feel like I've lost my knack for writing. Everything I attempt to write I abandon. It all sounds wrong. None of it comes out right. I feel like I've lost my identity as a poet. I started hosting these open mics...

Love remains even when we don't. One of those sad, wonderful truths. Thank you for reminding me...

Lucid. It seems to discuss a remorse for over-indulgences of life. Good piece

when lifes been lived
goodness must ensue

when my heart sings
even blues inspire

alone, yet the songs
belong to all of us

the tempo uplifts
the lyrics unite

The seers delight
in the coming of dawn...

Dreams are nightmares Can't tell the difference from the flesh of the living Can't helping giving yourself over to desperate fantasy a no-man's land forever in you mind You walk in a haze A cloud of deep memories Immersed in a dreamscape You hesitate to waken Unsure whether or not you had ever falle...

Thank you so much Atehequa!

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know, everything that shines aint always gonna be golden. I’ll be fine once I get it… I’ll be good. I’m feeling like… I’m feeling like my mindset has chained me to this disdainful state Late on bills, hills of debtors calling me by my first and last name The sha...

Thank you for the kind words, all.
ST, I'm sure you have plenty of things to live for. You need only learn their names...