Actor, Writer, and Drummer based in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.
What do I have left to offer? Am I a pig that’s off to slaughter? Well-wishing for a better future Doesn’t make this noose looser
By Chris Gacinski5 years ago in Poets
The mountains have eyes As they watch my every step I open my arms on the cliff side And wait for you with bated breath Conformed, confined
Like a hammerhead I must keep moving There is no such thing as being still As for me, that requires a special pill Screw the suburbs, I want to go to New York
There isn't a smile brighter There isn't a stronger fighter I believe in you more everyday Because I really need you to stay