Herbs and spices.

We dont get to choose who we love.

You never knkw hiw its going to.

End up.

Times up.

Last stop.

The heart rot.

My minds got

A lot of growing to do.

Emotional hygene

To keep in controll.

The dice i roll.

My eyes roll.

Lifes full

Of suprises.

Herbs and spices.

The finest memories made.

Dont down grade

Graves makes less mistakes.

On my silent pirade.

Stay yourself and stay brave.

Todays the change

That i needed.

The rest.

The silence in between it.

Wave goodbye, cause darkness

I am leaving.

No going backwards

That old life.

I am not repeating.

Getting out of the cycle.

The oast is a place of reference

Not a place of residence.

I will not go live there.

I can always move

And get up and leave.

I am not a tree.

Getting out of the cycle.

The oast is a place of reference

Not a place of residence.

I will not go live there.

I can always move

And get up and leave.

I am not a tree.

Getting out of the cycle.

The oast is a place of reference

Not a place of residence.

I will not go live there.

I can always move

And get up and leave.

I am not a tree.