I suppose there's a lot of people that've got a better life than me. But I don't know, I feel very fortunate and very blessed.

Mental wounds not healing, who and what's to blame. I'm going off the rails on a crazy train.

I can see thru mountains watch me disappear, I can even touch the sky. Swallowing the colors of the sounds I hear, am I just a crazy guy? You bet.

You can never take the violence back.

Conceived in anger, addicted to hate, the mutant child of a twisted state.

When you’re in love, it’s not just about the messing around in the sack, it’s about how empty you feel when they’re gone.

The bike went up in the air and landed on my back. It broke my neck, smashed my collarbone and splinters of bone severed my main artery. My lung filled up with blood. I severed my nerves and to this day I have no feeling there.