Come Back

people come and go, this i surely know but i’m tired of empty holes in portraits on the wall where pretty faces used to be i hide my cigarettes in mum’s bushes because she doesn’t like to see the ruins scattered across her drive like the ashes in my eyes where there used to be…

I Know :)

The story of their meeting, Held a humor of its own. Yet a tale that few would laugh at, Unless the retelling had by time grown. Like the sun’s kiss upon the forehead, The feeling brought warmth to them both. A wild and in-explainable electricity, That kept them dancing in their souls. Thousands of miles…

Stronger

[audio http://andrew-jarrett.com/media/15_-_The_Memory_Of_Trees.mp3]   There’s some things that you’re just alone in. Certain obstacles that only you can do. No matter who you want to share your burden with, no matter what hand you expect in yours along the way, no matter the support you want to hear-even in the echoing distance-cheering as you struggle up the…

A Little Overwhelmed

You can pretend like you don’t care. You can say it doesn’t bother you. You can fall and brush off the dirt while you regain your feet, Only to overlook the bloody knee. You can stand so tall, With shoulders broad, And chin held high, Higher than it aught… You can laugh without hesitance, In…