Diving In Rip-Tides

When I look at you I can begin to loose my grip on exactly what to do. I tell myself I am brave but I am not. Especially when you bring feelings forgot. Your sustained gaze is making me go ways I’m not used to seeing anymore these days. Ferocity it does suit your mannerly…

An Honest Note

I’m a friend of the dark where in night I embark. All that is left now is part of a dark macabre heart. I’ll travel twisting roads even if danger I suppose does travel as I now go from the shadow exposed. I enjoy the same things I manage to make scenes in my mind…

To Love Again

I’ve been looking at your mind, from the ink you’ve left behind. Say what is there left to decide what it is you did want to find? As far as what my eyes can see, what you try and do is to believe all the ins and outs of your reality. I see that you’re…

Brain Therapy: My Disasterous Relationship Vol. 2

Shattering the silence, came your voice in night. Blinded by your nuances shine bright did your light. *** Rescuing my misdirection I ventured after my journey through this twisted existence scorned by my own learning. *** That the world forgives not those weak and who’re fraught by misfortune of their own and by things they…

A Blaze & A Fire

Obsequious motives move me now from inch to inch I am left stout. Want to know what it is about? It is what my bad dreams mount. An assault upon me so far serious but it has left me all but delerious. An assault upon me so far furious it’s left those we love in…

Jubilant Beams Of Light

There’s space reserved today, this place where I misbehave. Could be a tiger in a cage. I can ramble as much as rave. My stare is a moment I say what the hell brought you this way? The wind is too unfamiliar and people here don’t fit your gaze. You see here I put up…

Don’t Let Anyone Be The Master Of You

I want to take a moment to discuss a very important issue with me. You can be a mentor and learn to speak to youth who may be struggling with this thing called life. Everyone matters on this earth and together we could all reach out to youth and explain that emotions, words…are real. Find…

A Life Of No Despair

Maybe the hedges are too close, maybe the fence sits just below the edge so that it must follow the edge of the street where it goes. Maybe it is as it seems to be. This empty thought through me of life’s little known harmonies that lead me to better parts to see. Follow the…

The Battles You’ve Won

I know your well earned fame. From mountains you overcame. None I know could do the same; and none did you have to blame. See the world at the top so clear but beneath clouds it dissapears. Beneath, vision is lost in great fear; at the precipice one’s sight is clear. Suffer not the clamor…

Untethered Hands

Maybe known is such, that I yearn so much for a sustaining crutch. A sentimental touch. I confess I was scared from not being prepared, nor being quite aware, that you sit right there. Reading a scattered mind, searching to try and find the larger scope of design from what I’ve left behind. As I…

Underneath The Skin

There are times when we look back. We see burdens strapped to our backs. The capacity for vision can’t be found. So we must put both feet on the ground. But what I see as the day creeps slowly by, at times softness can sustenance not supply. So I tear out my cordially met manners….

The Perfect Pill

Pushing past noise, presently I’m poised. I gathered myself after what I’ve felt. The desert I roamed before I came home. There an oasis lit the past, I faced it. I’m deshevled grey, from paths astray. I looked inward front and centered. From what I let pass via my sweat. The clamor on, my skin…

Why

I am but an earthen vessel drawn from dirt I stand still. As the rain falls I do weep. As the earth turns I do sleep. I stand and look at the sky, as I move forward I ask why. Such a place as this is irony tis why this earth’s a part of me….

Long Distance Love

I situated myself upon trembling ground. A place so hollow never before being found. A safe distance allows feelings free. Found did I exactly what I’d be. If I allowed such a thing begin, would I feel alive once again? A mysterious game never before played. I could not refuse. I’m a rebel that way….

Down The Yellow Brick Road

I’ll walk down the yellow brick road. Hoping liberation, or so I am told. Fraught with peril the journey does go. All with what I do or don’t know. Along the way the tin man does clamor. The scarecrow doubts the lion avoids danger. What is within with what I have found is all three…