60 Quotes by Justin Wetch

Forgive often and completely.

As artists, we create the beautyWe are too afraid to live outAnd search, but always fall just shyOf finding what life is about.

You’re just one of those special peopleYou meet every once in a great while.

As a kid, I never was the type to color in the lines.I used to wonder, why do the lines even exist?When these pictures in my head are ripe for harvestingAnd I can give the world something it’s never seen before.

I like to imagineThat when we look uponA pitch black night’s skyAnd ignorantly label it colorlessIs it actually filled with all the colorsWe could never even imagine.

The stars stare back In that deep, Soul-shattering blacknessAnd from the depths of existenceComes a cruel, icy windRaising the hairs On the back of your neckAnd suddenly it feelsLike you’re walking a tightropeOver that endless abyssOn one sad, fraying, thinViolin string.

Real life is just another stage.Just another stage where I have to look and actLike I have everything put together;everything neat, perfect, and in order,when in reality I’m slowly dying,Slowly decaying, screaming and clawing,at this little box I’ve been put into, Trying desperately to escape.

Love is the poetry of the starsThe wind is the breath of the earthTo never become who you areOr to change at all, which is worse?

I often wonder and imagineWhat lies just beyond the fringeOf the human experience;What is it that we do not see?