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More items from my phones notes, unfinished
The billionaires bunker
I am the symptom, not the disease.
In my cave, filled with artificial light.
I looked into the bucket
It was empty
I only really know love
Everything else just confuses me
I’ve got Special needs
But I Certainly ain’t special
I don’t want to rule the world
I want to change it
I’m in love with this life as much as I hate it
Until, you don’t have much left to give.
I don’t have the energy to kiss you in the starlight
Infinitely falling into time that never seems to be anything but a distant hazy dream, now, before, then, when,
days that had meaning enough to make you cry with feelings made of memories
I’ve stopped looking for the biggest thing that I can find it’s greater than anything this tiny little life
Infinitely counting up the stars into a story you can tell your children to make it feel like everything’s alright
Love is just a circle that spins forever searching
making sense to only those who forget everything else isn’t worth it