10: Balter If the truth is your enemy, then your real enemy is yourself Your blood is boiling It’s just a splitting headache It’s not game over just visual language Fragments of you but there is nothing more here Tiny pieces of love are breaking apart in fear We still dream the same, So I absorb yours again There’s no space to breathe when you’re here my friend I find that solace when it leaves its mark, largely at home but we are far apart Feeling this lonely so I savoured the taste, heavy white angels guide me from this place Speaks liquor onto my breath I stay in the hopes of a beat in her chest Please go away so I can miss you again Oh wilful distance you’re no longer my friend if this is what you call growth, then i’m open for vacancies. when you’re made to feel like an inconvenience, and you’re at capacity. So what you held close and what you held dear Was craving your touch when that love is in here

2: Novaturient “ I can be whatever you want baby, a voice on the phone, for what’s at stake” Ellie it’s not The first of the last times to ask if you’re okay, I’m more than words with actions to stay. I am a think tank, unbelievable memory banks, to hold words to be a dying breed, it’s a hunger for what you need, see the pain that you now create is always some form of non-acceptance, some form of unconscious resistance to what is. I know we fell apart, but I’d rather fall into you and I detest myself for it, I would never hurt anyone in the ways that I’ve allowed myself to be hurt. How many times do we forgive someone just because we don’t want to lose them? Even though they don’t deserve our forgiveness. But you never cried to them, just to your soul. Because the worst kind of injury never breaks the skin. Some are damaged, some take those wounds and grow with them. Yet all the while I hungered for meaning. unruly minds have restraint, more than unruly hearts of broken Saints. Drink deep and Sully the Water Fireside is a Peace offering for laughter Online is polarity and thats Definitely for Tomorrow luteal phase is just Passing Through sorrow Edifice is a Classic Dispute Napalm on Your Tongue when you Adore to lose  She kept repeating she hated her life

3: Enlightenment is suffering Drink the drainage Abhor the process Is there any meaning to it? I try to fly under the radar I don’t want much Just my creative expression back Digging deeper to find the pacing of words Understanding logical fallacies Time by time For the sake of it It’s better to document than create I think I like the rhythm of words and the pacing of sentences The intonation is sublime The subliminal is always Left to interpretation I suppose a little like an afterthought you thought that you were sick back then I can’t go back now

4: Bedding Beliefs carry consequences for things in your care, carrying out my role with the care-providers stare, we need to have a reason, behaviour is belief driven for what we do and for what is given. Belief is a feeling of certainty, about what life means to you with clarity, belief supports your behaviour, belief can be your saviour. Love in such a way that your partner feels free forever Everyone wants someone waiting for them but no one wants to leave the game first. Go home, go to sleep, deal with it in the morning. Pint of water to quench the thirst I’ve got that secret sort of sadness, my secret sort of friend, my secret sort of routine, you sort of came in time for the end. I’m proud of you was what I wanted to say, as everything around here begins fade I have a loss of job, my loss of conscience has killed more dreams than we could ever guess. In a sea of people, my eyes will only search for you. I continue to thread every word back through every sinew. If you make it obvious enough, it holds greater appeal Creating pieces, for me, Always has been. I think panic is a vulture that perched on your shoulder. Should I even be doing this anymore? Im growing colder I dare to dream as big as I could, we destroyed our dreams like fools The best part of me remained well-hidden, running the gamut dry searching for meaning So you’ll never know this pain, I went through for nothing at all So to deceive a deceiver is not deceit, it makes no sense anymore Maybe the grass is greener on the other side Go ahead and climb the fence to see if you leave alive Pain and love are an unwritten language that we feel. Triptych. sump. Hindrance and hindsight, lay lines on Layout. What does it mean to be alone? What does it mean to be content? To live, to survive, to strive, to prosper. To flourish in a place of peace is another road for another day. Progress in pages you are a collective of every experience you have had in your life, so drown yourself in the sea of knowledge and carry the fight. The universe rewards authenticity, and authenticity is your word Everyone’s talking about how they miss someone they once loved but I’m here reading this, no longer recognising myself To dislocate my shoulder from my arm. If you make it obvious enough It holds greater appeal Is documentation selfish? Creating pieces, for me, Always has been.

5: Siren’s Allure We’re all just tenants of the heart where do I go from here? When word is bond And you are gone I want to disappear And I’m Stretched—it’s been put across lines in the rain - another line yet to ascertain its in the rightness of now, its in the rightness of pain Pushing further along the track, knowing that there’s nothing left but to let go of nothing, grown from the mess, of her gaze, cursed by the moon, it keeps me safe Each step that you take, puts more of us at stake I’ve slept so long, now I’m finally awake See another violent life Another crooked dancer When all is well, living in hell When you have no answers Today This lumbered heart must rest Tomorrow This throat grasps for breath For more than a moment (I) want to feel a beat in my chest Bleeding hearts set fire To the darkest of nights Take me to the abyss (Because) I still carry the light Any soul that senses the end is at its most fierce (So) let go of the pain And everything you fear