After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. -Aldous Huxley
she looked so sad in sleep
like a friendly hand
just out of reach
a candle standing on
a beach
while the sun sinks low
an H-bomb in reverse
-Jim Morrison
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb
Im Matt, I live like there is no tomorrow. I have a muse, I have a brain, and I use it. I like to write music for piano-which I play, I like to smoke herb. Philosophy is a huge part of my life and eventually like everyone else, I have developed my own.I have no regrets, I have learned from my mistakes and I move on.
Fuck fake people, fuck People who can't fight their own battles, fuck people who don't stand up for themselves, fuck people who LIE, and fuck people who think they are the shit.
SEXY.SEXY.SEXY.
