Morphing In Mourning

Madam of toleranceand fluid filled holesI am sinking suffocatemy mask it controls. I’ve got to for insideI am not much to lookat so I rush here andtell of the paths I took. The drowning holesare full of Jack and Rum.Madam of tolerance I’maffixed under a thumb. Who I am sometimesis the sum of a hurt…

Lines On My Mind

Let us think of that which lulls us unto dulcet kind made fools. The Angel up in the atmosphere draws ever close to me I feel fear. But the world it shocks to amaze. Send abundant I will my ill ways. Forever to rule I strike angel draw I do in clouds I draw what…

Traces Of Truth

Take me back to ways before I wasn’t a fire to burn more. I cede strength I fall far a fear exerts forward so I dissapear. I know I’m not the flame heat it has contorted the depths me. Morph shall I suspend places that the truth currently traces. If not for life I would…