The 6: 02
morning commute.
What was that noise screaming?
We’ve jumped the track.
Bleeding.
The cab and rails twisting.
I’m trapped within, missing.
With my own blood I write:
I heart my kids and wife.
1 | I Will Resurrect You |
2 | I Hear You |
3 | Holy Moses |
4 | Fighter |
5 | Ilium Works |
6 | Now There Is No Mystery |
7 | Plans |
8 | Monuments of Mars |
9 | 80s Babies |
10 | Montana (Ghosts) |