Rolling Today You. not me. (9 feb 2026) your eyes of glass transparent sight a voided gaze towards the light find yourself before another or life will loop an endless fight grasp your soul an ancient ruin before you act connect the pieces solve the puzzle a wonder ceases Persisting Perception (10 feb 2026) by one, by two, by three, by four i won't be there to shut the door a shallow screach a hollow cry i musn't die by suicide a candle lit, its pointing at me a flame of sin awake inside but who defines the sin i ask law and order history, past brought here without will, i was now bound by morals, sin and task liquid truth, forensic fire its cordial thoughts, actions and desire by five, by six, by seven, by eight a failed attempt to close the gate aligning patterns static shapes but crystal clear no light escapes pinpoint stars, like burning gass not the normal tone of grass the preaching fingers wrap around me a wave of pure dispair upon me a soul with nothing left inside me by nine, by ten, by thought, by timing a resting baby softly crying the ancious mind that never rests vision full, a thousand pests Some acts won't be forgiven (11 feb 2026) his blood shall sift through shallow siv bones now split like splintered needles his face now a pale white but his eyes a vanta black he touched her hands with gentle force and they were cold as ice her soft skin felt of the devils figure and with just one lustful dance his soul was torn to many pieces enchanted with the weight an unforgivable act he is now forever tainted but still his ego unwavered i fucking hate liars. (12 feb 2026) when i lie when i lie i say that drugs are fun that the altered mindset brings entertainment and excitement when i lie i say i do not use them to escape reality that the warmth that wraps around my body is merely fun when i lie i say i use them for insight an open mind with thoughts i could have never had otherwise when i lie i say they don't effect me that my brain doesn't feel the scars i've upposed upon it when i lie to myself i grasp the lies of others the so called fun times they had dreaming of a similar sensation the truth is drugs aren't fun they are nothing but a simulation of something you can achieve naturally and as you and i both know simulations aren't reality are they?