The heart beats a quick life,
And stops prematurely.
About 17 times a day.

Balancing on a slick knife,
stepping precariously,
Always the wrong way.

The candle quickly snubbed out,
No dancing flame is left,
A shortened life to fly with us,
Its wings flitting bereft.

But moments of sweet sunshine
Burnt into the horizon,
Following flights of angels,
Prompting this decision.

Fly away little starling, fly away.

Magyar Porszag

I got this postcard yesterday. It was addressed to someone else, someone I dont live with, so I read it anyway. Some pictures of places I havent been to but look nice. A name and address, some kind words. So unimportant that it doesnt even need to be private. My life. Wish you were here.
Yeah, sum it up in three sentences, so nobody needs to really know.

Nice weather, everybody happy, See you soon, wish you were here.

Fucking sure. Wish you were here. On the road, look at me go. no plans, a degree I hate leading to a job I hate, UPROAR all around, sleeping about oh 23 minutes a week, smoking, drinking, talking, moaning, and punching walls too much. Guitar down the pan, writing down the pan, feeling useless in everything I do, vague sense of dulled disillusionment about the world, feeling like god is dead and nothing matters, alienating friends, passive aggressive, mentally torturing myself, nice weather, wish you were here.


Got the sword hanging over my head, hoping it will fall soon to end this. Its getting darker and darker every day. Say hi to everyone for me, I hope I see you again soon, wish you were here.

Trying to say no to the demon again, but he's winning as Im smiling crazily, Sun and booze, best stay away for a while, Wish you were here.

Think youre all crazy for living like this. Fed up of the world with a price on every single thing, destroyed by a money grabbing ego driven control system. Nice weather, wish you were here.

Lost the will to actually try and change anything about this fucked up world because I wouldnt even know where to start, hope this finds you well, wish you were here.



Or I wish I could say this how I mean it. Piss off in every general direction, fuck the world, none of us have any more hope than the other, wish YOU were here.

Force of anger, blind with rage, pointless emotions swirling like a hurricane, weather was nice yesterday though, wish you were here.

No answers yet, wondering what to do with myself. Will be staying here for the foreseeable future, if u are ever going down this path give me a shout, wish you were here.

Do not gently into that good night...

How could it be different,
When we have always been at war.
Nothing else has ever been,
Nor could be anymore.

Those grey dawns are so fleeting,
So easy to lose touch,
And I haven't been too grateful,
Or helped you very much.
I wish that I was better,
in everything I do.
But I will try much harder.
I wont surrender you.

If only it was easy,
like it used to be before,
To wake up in the morning,
And not be dressed for war.
I know the me that you hate,
And trust me, I hate him too.
I wish I could destroy him,
But he's hanging onto you.

The me that brings the grey dawn,
The me that starts the war,
I wish that we could bury him,
And carry on as before,
But no matter if we lay down arms,
He will still be there,
With his grimacing reality,
His fixed and evil stare.

I wish that I could promise
that I will always treat you right,
But I know just like you do,
This only lasts till the next fight.
So Im fighting my last demon,
Im fighting him for you,
Dont get caught out like I did,
Or surrender to him, like I do.

I hope one day the sun will rise,
And We will fight no more,
But I will no longer hide him,
Behind my cellar door.

I just want you to remember,
As we drag out our war
And the casualties mount up,
And we cant fight anymore,
That no war is worth losing,
Unless you dont know what its for,
And we wouldnt have begun at all,
Unless we are worth fighting for.