There is no moving on, just moving with.

It seems the recipe for human life is:3 lbs. of crumpled flesh generating too much electricity to handle,Atop bodies that aren't ever as touched as much as we please,Powered by hearts that end up magnetizing to the wrong people,Accompanied by souls that talk to other souls up until disease.

I tried to book a flight to her mind, but I'm not on the list.And now I'm terminal: I'm breathing brandy.I've incorporated another tally mark on my wrist. I get my vitamins in: colored capsules I call candy.Life is just a bunch of dashes-- Interrupted sentences with no finish line.But at least if you wet your eyelashes,You can get a cinematic look in life.

I tried to book a flight to her mind, but I’m not on the list. And now I’m terminal: I’m breathing brandy.I’ve incorporated another tally mark on my wrist.I get my vitamins in: colored capsules I call candy.Life is just a bunch of dashes— Interrupted sentences with no finish line.But at least if you wet your eyelashes, You can get a cinematic look in life.

Anthony lost his suitcase. In it was a cell phone that carried a voicemail containing the only recording of his dad’s voice. He was already starting to forget what his father sounded like.

Mother's gone so who can I cry to about you? There’s no one else alive. I have no one to tell me how I was as a child. Was I really one?

We are not always someone else's half, but they can be ours. You'd think two halves make a whole, but some two halves make a hole.

Are you in there? If not here, then where'd you go?They say the living are on Earth and the dead are out,But where are those trapped in-between high and low? Where exactly are you wandering about?

Why would this happen to a human being? I want to curse God and call him a fake,But I am too desperate to risk ruiningThe chance he may choose to help today.