“Love is dead And we are each to blame When we took lighters over wild flame.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Love starts as a feeling, But to continue is a choice; And I find myself choosing you More and more every day.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“The pulpit is beautifully furnished and bright But it's rotted in places not seen by the light” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Under a night’s sky Filled with a hundred billion stars Is it so crazy to believe Our paths were destined to cross?” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I found a night’s sky full of stars In your cinematic eyes And heard a symphony In your laughter.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“What is it about growing older That bites venomously Into the neck of hope?” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“My past self would've hated who I am today And I still feel that hatred in the parts of him that stayed” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I’ve been worried since I left the womb Like a schizophrenic on shrooms Like a hypochondriac on crack Never shy with the… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“You are my drug of choice I know you’re no good for me And though I swear my lips Will never touch… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Sleepless nights Spent looking at the ceiling Searching in those etched patterns For some sort of adhesive To glue together the broken… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Like two stars in the depths of the sky This gravity is just irresistible We spin around each other, you and I… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Are we like two stars in a constellation Seeming so close And making so much sense Yet in reality We are separated… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“You brought me to places I’d have never thought to go To a trail near the river Where the water runs slow;… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I look up upon a sparsely starred abyss Having wandered to this street corner In the middle of the night Watching the… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Welcome to America, a Wall Street Corporation Where the stockholders are rich and own this nation Where cubicle preparation masquerades as education… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I don’t want safety or guarantees— I want a life worth living. I want to jump off a skyscraper And fashion a… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Pressure knocks at my door A clock ticks and demands its due The lava burns from the floor But not in a… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I came up with a new reason To write your name today I plagiarized each letter From a love note you wrote… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I often wonder and imagine What lies just beyond the fringe Of the human experience; What is it that we do not… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Our minds are tinderboxes Hungering to be lit aflame Our stances are paradoxic Preferring cuts to mental pain” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“As a kid, I never was the type to color in the lines. I used to wonder, why do the lines even… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Fate is the cruelest of masters, taking Life when it pleases or at random, handing Rigged decks to whom it pleases, cheating… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Love is the poetry of the stars The wind is the breath of the earth To never become who you are Or… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Time machine to the past Step back a few years Old feelings, like Lazarus Suddenly reappear. It's your song on the radio… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“A real patriot wont pretend everything is fine Sit back in an arm chair and blissfully recline While the streets burn I’ll… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“As artists, we create the beauty We are too afraid to live out And search, but always fall just shy Of finding… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“It is such a pity how some people Are dead long before their hearts stop beating.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“We are a handful of dust in God’s image Before we return again to dusty grave Life isn’t a war, it’s a… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“There is no change within a society that does not begin within an individual.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“They give us eighteen years To figure out how to spend our lives; We’re pushed towards high-paying careers At the cost of… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Call me obsessed, color me consumed I’ve always been the type to notice The smell of a rose in bloom, But let… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I like to imagine That when we look upon A pitch black night’s sky And ignorantly label it colorless Is it actually… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“As joy dwindles with the years I wistfully recall When the christmas tree Looked ten feet tall And the presents under it… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“The stars stare back In that deep, Soul-shattering blackness And from the depths of existence Comes a cruel, icy wind Raising the… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Every breath we take from the air Takes oxygen from an insect’s lungs mid-prayer And every exhalation does loudly declare That in… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Love is dead And we are each to blame When we took lighters over wild flame.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“There are seven billion faces smiling in as many ways But if I don’t see yours, I consider it a wasted day.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I’ve always hated it when authors seem to find joy In killing my favorite characters. With gleaming eyes they toy With turmoil in every… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I don’t want safety or guarantees— I want a life worth living. I want to jump off a skyscraper And fashion a parachute on… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“As artists, we create the beauty We are too afraid to live out And search, but always fall just shy Of finding what life… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Society is a vicious rubber stamp Labelling and assigning camps But love is an illuminating lamp.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Fate is the cruelest of masters, taking Life when it pleases or at random, handing Rigged decks to whom it pleases, cheating All alike… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“The pulpit is beautifully furnished and bright But it's rotted in places not seen by the light” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“The rays of sun spilled Like coffee into a pot Gently, warmly flowing Almost as an afterthought. The morning dew melted to vapor Rising… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Love is just two people Plastering perfect masks On each others’ faces; And it only lasts Until the masks crack And the fantasy ends.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“You brought me to places I’d have never thought to go To a trail near the river Where the water runs slow; To a… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
