A Rapid Pulse

Your memory’s quite a companion. With time they’ve turned phantom. It is a treasonous thought I abandon those feelings I felt I won’t feel them. A decade passed since I was betrayed, emotionally I almost found a grave. My pulse runs rapid now I’m scathed. Thinking things where I was enslaved. I ponder whether I…

Resuscitatingly Beautiful

Even when I was twenty I never chased or played the games youth should to find their soul’s place. Escape I did in bottles hid under my bed under my head. Found I did a grave soon so my living soul became dead. Saw pretty faces everywhere but my countenance stayed on the path that…

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…

Sustaining

Gravity holds me down while my mind flies away. To a different time and a whole clean new place. Try to see these words now please try to understand I seek no fame or grandeur only emotions so I can stand. The wrenching takes hold as I grip the bars of reality could you please…

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 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…

Of My Creation

I rip down the blinds hoping just to find the sun as it does shine revealing I’m not blind. What has been here or in front of me disappeared as I waste my tears on dreams that never appear. Shall I dream to drown sadness in me I’ve found so I might find ground to…

The Path With You

When I think of you my pulse explodes. Now that I’m thinking it my fear erodes. Seashells crumble beneath under feet. Pain finds me not when I walk your beach. The path to you is so delicately laid by the hue shown down from a blue sky. Beams of light and splendid soft sights they…

About Face

The open air does stimulate me to move in such ways. Past the vile instances of human nature put on display. I shall stay and declare now what accomplishments showed. I am quite old now a days, treat me with caution to behold. For what you see is a battle that I wage with the…

C.M. : The Last Time Our Eyes Met

I wasn’t wanting to say things to taint the moment. The mood was calm and I froze with a look stolen. The appreciation of words that rarely I ever do hear, rolled so effortlessly down your lips and found my ear. I never have known a calm that consumed me as you did extending out…

Rest For Our Souls

The world it does reveal and destroy; it has certainly changed this boy. When life conspires to take your joy flight or fight ways we must employ. I have stood to fight the good fight with all my strength, will and might. My preachers they were not right, fighting often is not quite so polite….

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…

Avenues Of Respite

So cruel can be the revolving day. Creating questions; coldness on display. Answers elude, leave bitter tastes. Control is illusion; cursing is a waste. Wake everyday, well earned slumber. Seeing obstacles, conspiring thunder. We loose people, ones we love the most. While other burdens use us as their host. Agony ridden friends, let not the…

Doubt Doesn’t Heal

I’ve learned those feelings. Yes, the one’s life has shown. Now I keep searching for the ones I should condone. I am afraid because the doubt it does burn. But I ask myself how with doubt I could learn? I feel doubt rise from beneath once again. It is as if a breeze striking upon…

Escaping In Ink

I realize not so easily is the trek to please me. My mind moves in speed. Doubt do I the need to see. A chance at gleeful bliss. Friction shook, mind’s amiss. So I float freely escape, seize chances to evaporate. Loose myself on the page; air comes in beneath shade. Down below when friction…

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…

Not Born Alone

In the beginning so the story goes, was a great sin so burden arose. Wise are we now, we clothe ourselves. Aware are we, now here we do dwell. Allowed to us were minds to discover where the err slumbers; how to wake each other. So the story goes, inward we crave more. Fine tuned…

Breathing Without Air

Bring out paper bring out pen too. Open your mind, see clear through. Through the room you currently occupy. Do not hesitate now, draw up not a lie. I want to see your mind function. Leave me clues leave no assumptions. It is a breath with not the air. I want to see your mind…

Fate’s Facade

Perpetuate, take fate; resonate it’s mental state, commiserate the debate as darkened doors fluctuate. Your conclusion’s illusion leaves you in confusion. Where your future lies in your passion’s bosom. Life is not about fate so think not otherwise. Or we shall be driven to the brink and despise. The choices we make, we’re the ones…

Through A Page Dimly

It may take a book to see how lofty I tend to be. Could I ever even see it then as my life spills from a pen? Shall I write myself amongst stars? Above the fray, fast past all the scars? I can surprise myself how so easy the little things serve to please me….

Passion’s Fraught Trip

What was made was made able. We will rise becoming stable. Sweat and tears tear at the seams; whisps of kindness help sew dreams. Drawing us out to fight the fight where we see our heart’s delight. This is called passion. When your work is driven by fervant gestures giving splendid vision. The world conspires,…

Irreverent Imagination

Beat your feet upon the pavement. Fuel your mind with any arrangement. Assuage your rage even if peculiar don’t be a subject ruled by some Ruler. Colors in your mind so clear. Revolve in around those you’re near. No one can take from you your imagination; do what you do. Cause a ruckus like no…

ESSENTIAL, My Thank You To You

I can’t seem to get out of my way. I rely on a supply of strength for today. It comes to pass my insecurity bleeds. I try to soocher but what made cuts sees. Losing faith I bind my operating hands. My feet don’t move as if stuck in quick sand. I can recall many…

Words Off The Brain

So bold so intertwined. The inertia opens minds. Freudian slips serve well upon honesty that compels. Slide thoughts off tops of notions don’t stop. Be blunt be direct sew life no regret. Be true to thine-self be simple forget all-else. Sleep well my friend. No regret to hold in. All is vain still the same…

Howling At The Moon

Have I died enough to stave off nights I’ve cried, you in my thoughts? I remember when you gazed at me and said that I am one; not just a talking head. I remember when nights, the thought of you. Thoughts of holding tight in nights I never slept through. Would I be one you’d…

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….

Writing Out Sorrow

When I was a child I could be enticed by the sway of every empty insecure vice. Cold side-streets that I’ve walked alone; found did I a vessel to call my home. Every room I ventured I heard voices emplore. Screaming and weeping behind heavy doors. Everywhere around where weeping dwelled, people did despair. So…

Hindsight’s Sight 

Forget please do the tumultuous storms. Leave behind what from our regret’s born. I would not be what I have forgot, but I try and see that which I am not. A learned person looks back to discover with their passions that which to recover. Leave behind what regret finds. Open your eyes, not stuck…