{Patmos}

{Patmos}
- March for a reason, 
a sign of the times.
- Chose to believe in, 
those nickels and dimes. 
- What to invest in,
a bleak view in sight.
No..
- Tis the season,
to no longer live blind...

•c|b•

Written by Christopher Ballinger
Posted on 12/20/12

At night, wishful harvest,

At night, wishful harvest,
The next day there's empty gardens. 
Plants grow and the blissful larvae eats till it's exo hardens. 
-- At night vision sharpens,
All the same there is only darkness.
I alone fall fate to karma, all the while living on regardless. 
(You let me down, when you wouldn't let me grow.)

Written By Christopher Ballinger
Posted on 09/23/12