against all odds

ive roamed through vast wastelands
trying to get "home"
in deserts so hot, a mirage is a constant
temptation tortures your every sight
you better have heart, and a lot of it
if you plan to walk through these parts
the devil tempts the minds that are weak
the hearts that are empty
the ones with a price
most do
men turn to the devil more than we like to admit

i have a heart, maybe too big
demons plagued my mind growing up
making me hopeless, weak and empty inside
as i roamed those wastelands
i would not have blamed myself, if i had given in
i would not have blamed myself, if i gave up
against all odds
i remain i

pogo

from time to time i hear a song i am unfamiliar with
i seem to enjoy it, just because of where its at
its not something i am used to
but fuck what i am used to
" theres something in the air "
i dont know exactly what
but its something
and that something is a lot more
than anything ive ever had,
even if it turns out to be nothing at all.
believe me.

happy 4th

its the fourth
this time im by the sea
everyone is constantly flowing
much like the sea
drunk
happy
horny
none like me
i lack, indeed
its become very clear to me
my body is sore
i am incredibly lonely
but today, i took a walk
down along the beach
i was alone, of course
but i felt so free
as i stared into as far as i could see
what i saw, it warmed my heart
no people
just me
and the sea