Art In The Dark

Upon scorched earth, embattled poison lips slip slippery innuendo an unforgiving abyss. Broken dreams spell an empty hope it gone. Out of my mouth quick I try right when wrong. Fallen my pride reach into my chest to feel what you do see in me in darkness concealed. I do like our exchanges, we find…

The Afflicted

I am alive still, the ground it’s called for me I fight it, I resist. Wiser I am not, I’ve just played the game learn I from mistakes. I know where I am weak I pry myself away in my stoic guise. See me you do, I come to life in the night I want…

As I Bleed

I try to think with you here, have I felt my heart so clear? I hear strikes, bolts in heaven, strike the earth, words do leaven. I describe it so emotion grows; I burn objects seizing my soul. Noise, hypocrisy swallows a space inside you tears, words not erased. Arson my sin is from blinded…

Demeanor

I thought of summers long ago into the past; as I did I felt a gloom wash over me so fast. My head down I see others who like me I have my head where I don’t look at my sky. Pounding goes a tune inside the part of me I’ve gloom in a room…

Metamorphic

I’ll change again later on in the day. When the sun it rests its head away. Before I was the better part of me. Ashamed I am of what is not seen. Really I must ask of myself for tales of what I do to so I might sleep well. Chrysalis captures warmth filled drug…

My Darkness My God

Consume does pride, so proud am I to say that a joy it is found in learning this way. I read in books of my God as my one savior. Swallow down pride I now taste its flavor. Salty venom of a life strikes arteries numb. I want the control of my world’s own sun….

For My Hell

Disease multiplies until I find a coffin so I dance in rain I don’t think it often. Because it I do not know the precious love for myself lies luster is infectious. I can not help it I hear voices suave, in deceit’s whisper, swear there a God. Cut by the shards a life can…

Frost Bitten

Distant, I stir to mourn, all along paved stones, of what I want to call my picturesque home. My dreams they change and morph so I survive and tread ever forward leaving my pain behind. Yet stagnant is a motion I call from down below; because years bled dry optimism within bones. I’ve felt the…

Heaven And Hell

What is this specter that envelops on me? An angel from above; some kind of biology? I know I don’t know all so I’d be pleasantly pleased if there were both at play for sanity. There’s not always a part of me so pleased. I know physical things that do put me at ease. Skin…

What The World Can Not Touch

In the light all I do can be seen. Thankful am I for times I can dream. All the weight the world can compile can hold down and even the strongest defile. The chaotic winds chill the purest souls, toss us about at times beyond control. So hard we try trying to touch the sky….

Perfection’s Reflection

Beside yourself,you know yourself. You can chill yourself to the bone.Introspection might bind you all alone. How much can you withstand?From your soul dredging sweeps.Does it keep your head from slumber orwhen no one’s looking make you weep? This kind of reflection and deep introspection,make imperfections thaw.Be not afraid to look in the mirror nowbecause…

All Wings Tear

Quite a nice place it seems where whispers beg us to dream. Different are the sentiments the broken sing as they fly upon tired and fractured wings. Their grasp of sober judgement went where the last vice was spent. So must be the torment of a broken soul’s lament. So the tattered look to the…

The Ones We Love Have The Ability To Bring Us The Most Pain

The people we love the most see us completely. We are not afraid to be vulnerable, to be seen in front of those we love. Love is understanding, forgiving, innocent, pure and kind. Yet as inevitably as we are human, we are to err.  Emotions can get the best of us and circumstances can dictate…