Feed The Fire

In the hours of dawn when light goes down I scan the night long in this detested town. I in safely sanctuaries pray hard night keeps drawing out functions keeping me from sleep. I see you you creep in my mind and soak dry the calm and fire inside feed my needs to supply. Crack…

Ill Made Perceptions

It is important to note that I wrote this two years ago today. I have been lucky to overcome some obstacles but I have to remember where I was so that I remember to never go back to the dark place I was in. **** The bottle it calls me by name to blot out…

Sober Tendencies

I broke the book. Underneath I took an innocent look. It raptured and shook. Starving for more, as angels did emplore, turning to the door my mind did ignore. I reached for bottles earnestly in full throttle. For pictures of sanity I am not a lucid model. Softness is a drug, love a pill to…