March 2012
26 posts
I am a pathetic, poor excuse.
Apathy writhes in my lung and spreads to every point of interest.
Nervous system response eliminated.
Like a cancer, like a contagion,
procrastination takes over
and the ghost reoccurs.
Have I not served my sentence
do I not deserve to have rusted chains torn free.
February 2012
29 posts
Rough draft at a first attempt of a beat. Basic...
My new sounds:
Take me back to:
Calgary…. I miss you so much. I miss my late night drives on Deerfoot wasting gas for no reason. Working and actually making decent money, although if I had a second chance I’d work twice as hard. I want it back.
