Windows I'm not quite sure what the world is on about. It's just noise in my head and I need a way out . But I question the methods of everyone I know. Paranoia has left me in my head alone. And now I'm stuck. There are no windows in here.

Passive Tired tones of black and white I give up, you're always right. Every word from off my tongue Beaten down, tortured, hung. Apologies are signs you've lost Wounds left open, 'T's uncrossed. With every war I've failed to fight Begging souls have hopeless nights. I'm not the type to up and run Love is easier said than done. Weeks drag on with swallowed strife Months to years, years to #life. An "I do" late to turn back now Stilled by sin, Lord take a bow. Never thought odd years ago I'd lead this #life of tempered woe. Warn the young before too late That sometimes love has no escape.

Out of Love Knock on my heart It wasn't hollow from the start But time passes and people drift apart Now all that's left is reality Where there could have been art

After countless wars And endless fights After stressful days And sleepless night We're still here Somehow We're still here

Disaster Bound. Look at what we are. Is this what we've become? Now think about the stars, the sky, the clouds, the sun. See how peaceful the earth is? Just take a look around. It's not the world that's broken. It's that people are disaster bound.