Go and live it

Today I’ll trade my two bedroom house for a tour bus bunk,hotel lobbies and sleeping where I can when I can In arenas.

I scroll through pictures and videos of people on social media portraying happiness look at me I’m at the club surrounded by all these people but are You truly happy. I just had a child don’t get me wrong

every night i sit and stare at the walls in this small efficiency that i am renting which is the size of a jail cell. straight up it it i have a small flat top with a small sink and a bath room and stand

i call this heart of stone you can see this and other photos at PTR_PHOTOZ on Instagram

Will I ever learn that my moment to be happy has passed me by,my ever after is never. In life we have three loves and I think I had them and let them go for some reason or another. Now I stay up at night

I walked away to soon and now I wonder what could’ve been. We remain as friends but deep down I want more I want to go back to the past and redo everything. Hold you closer tighter Make then we both wouldn’t

I keep staring at my phone hoping. Hoping you will call or text or FaceTime me. I double check to make sure the phone isn’t on vibrate or airplane mode. I sit and wait and wait. Seconds turn to minutes,minutes

Thanks for coming by ,but can you kindly fuck off. I was doing just fine with out the reminders of loneliness. Come back never I’m done having anxiety and feeling worthless. Dear friend thank you for reminding

Where I’m from it ain’t pretty,trying to get it it’s hard. I tried to run from my city but I didn’t get far. Cause my love is committed to this city of ours. #oloc #pma#pedrotheroadie #mycity#mirk

As this cigarette slowly burns and the ashes fall off the end. I will try to remember you for who you are. As the night crawls into day and the last drop of coffee is sipped I’ll remember your face. As

I miss the smell of your hair. The look in your eyes when you look at me. I miss holding you close,the softness of your lips. I miss knowing that you believe in me in whatever I do. I miss having conversations

Fuck You for the things you said wouldn’t happen. Fuck You for fooling me into believing you were different. Fuck You for making me jaded once over again. Fuck You for the endless nights I stood awake

Time wasted is one thing you can never get back. Wasting time on someone who doesn’t show you that time back in return is also as bad. Don’t ever fall for the oh I’ve been busy excuse when they took time

i have a passion for the thing i invest my love to my heart to my time to,it annoys me when someone waste's my passion and tricks me into thinking they also have a passion for what i am into. i guess i

I love looking up at the sky’s because it reminds me that no matter what shit I’m going through eventually it will fade away. But there is always some beauty to be found when you look to the sky’s as well

You said you wanted someone like me. (They all say they do) You found want you wanted in a man (but you seem to go back to what breaks you down inside and doesn’t build you up) You told me to wait (but

Just a drawing I did one day when I couldn’t sleep

Sometimes I wonder if there is a way to shut my brain off and stop being a over analyzing individual. Or even stop being a empath and subject to feeling to much to fast. But no there isn’t a way to rewrite