Authorz: torturedartist

Commanding attention from every angle its his stage smoke and rock n roll his niche in this world carve a tiny circle so he can…

come lay with me skin to skin play this moment in my memory again and again you wanted me to give myself I’m pleading with…

Wrestle with this intangibility of my expression Must I pay the penalty for hesitation Insipid words mock me dancing across the page Bled out of…

just let go feel the steps beneath your feet sadness paints your heart but you take the steps looking down upon the ground the filthy…