He sits alone on his front porch watching the world pass him by
Up above the stars they shine like a hundred diamonds before his eyes

If we were to go and cross paths would we know
If we never spoke just smiled through the daily flow

I know ever since I was a little kid I had a smile on my face all day, every day. What happened to that Mike. I haven’t felt like that in years. Id give anything to go back to that mike.

But the true question here is what happens when that thing you live for disappears in front of your eyes?

ruffpuffblueskies:

YES

I was born a bitter old man
Who got his heart broken in Catalonia, 1936.
Things haven’t felt right since.
I gave up on life before I arrived.
I knew this place wasn’t safe for anyone
But fascists and republicans and their apologists.

But I swear to god, I’m gonna die
Full of naive optimism;
A teenager’s heartbreaking conviction that
Things can be different, oh yeah.
Things are gonna be real different when we’re finished ‘round here.

I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young,
Now I feel younger every day,
And i just hope I die younger than I am.

I can hear you from a dozen states away
Shivering through a dope sick morning of
No money left and nothing else to steal.
Lord only knows that I’ve had my share,
‘Cause there were years when I was ready to die,
But it’s only been recently that I’ve been willing to live.

And I swear to god, I didn’t plan
For things to end up this way.
I had a teenager’s conviction that
I would be different, oh yeah.
I was gonna be real different than the person I became.

I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young.
I always wanted to die young,
Now I feel younger every day,
And i just hope I die younger than I am.

But now living’s a struggle,
Except when it isn’t, yeah.
I woke up this morning and
I wasn’t in prison.
But I can’t promise that I’m far from it.
I’d still kill a man for cigarette,
But with friends like you, who needs homicide?

Hobo

the howling from the street

the drunk kids causing a ruckus

the birds in RI that for some reason are up and chirping at 2 in the morning.

this vast space on my college dorm bed,

the void in my mind and heart.

None of these are the same  without you.

I don’t think I’ll ever be the same without you.

I’ve been lying in bed all alone on my last saturday at college. I’ve never felt so detached from the people I live with. I don’t have any true friends here, just more people that think I’m cool cause I smoke herb. I wish i could find more people who cared about me because I’m me. Not because they know I’ll have herb to get them high.