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…

Your Own God

Can you manifest or conjour a touch from the divine to keep love as such? Can angels in dark be looming there? Fueling logic of a heart to aid repair. Broken marvelous, visceral sinew sew together pieces me I hunger for control. Step into this fight a better part of me believes so to seek…

In Your Atmosphere

I can see you turn into a person new while right in my eyes for me to view. Magic it dwells up in your atmosphere; you’re enlightened, gone now your fear. A look it stolen you can not help admire; those with the power to grow passion, fire. Don’t you wish it to be easy…

What’s Left Behind

Half-full philosophy I beg you paint a tounge before I go yet more I see a forlorn kingdom. Pour gas on the fire so it matches in your soul. Burn it all down to say you’ve got it in control. Charred remains of it, what has let us be free, gives no one a license…

Days Despair Takes Hold

Awakened stolen away to the pits of the despair where eyes read my own and see my vacant stare. I would wish no witness see me naked and so bare. All the time I’ve spent to hide the true coat I wear. What makes me me it is the pain that I can take. All…

Grip Of The Beast

Fell has moonlight up onto me to feast. The night it calls for my raw inner beast. Urgent is my basis I launch eyes into sky. Unto me I mundane came a fiery war cry. I fight such a decent thought it went away at sounds of laughter the devil sent my way. I’m but…

Release Me

You know me I am truly sorry. I’m a tortured soul run amok see? I am no man of steel I’m only flesh. Living reality for me hurts to death. Tortured I cannot seem to control the way your memory takes hold. So I scream out at what I can not fix into the air…

My Twilight Zone

I switch tones like channels inside this show of my own that stars my thoughts for me in my own twilight zone. I can not digress from the zig zagging I tend to confess about the way I’ve lived or how in life I’ve been put to the test. Some decisions made have to be…

A Change At Maestro

For my friend CM ***************************** It was hallowed ground the place where you stepped. I’ve painted some pictures for your pocket, to be kept. All words you’ve spoken; run them inside your head. You bend them to your will; tell me is your ego is fed? All is but fleshy tissue; blood, veins and skeleton….

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…

What I Need Know

I can imagine that you can imagine quite a bit. You engaged in actions that left passages subtlety lit. That would guide the naive, me particularly right in, from the start to the end where it seems it begins. Your guile, wit and charm serve well and you quip fast. But what does your logic…

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…

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…

Resurrecting Vision

I heard what you said now it moves my head birthing ides I do dread. My heart is empty fed. Once you did hypnotize back when I was surprised by your wit you supplied in times when others lie. My enchantments blinded the fact you are divided, of which you had decided, at the very…

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…

An Obstinate Muse

The future it came, not its master am I. Here I might shatter but I will not comply. Subservient musings, here I stand amazed. I will note the notion see how a pen behaves? Wrought bitter aspects did newness require. Shout at clouds I will as the day slowly expires. Will I be enough to…

Making Memories

In the morning and in night’s black, we stay the same in all life’s little acts. We are the extras; actors on a stage. Inquire I the future, like a studious sage. I plot my course for the way to it now. Though butterfly wings bring futures down. Calculate the venture in accordance with time….

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….

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…

No Passenger

No need for trust, I’ve control over direction. Steer unto daybreak remembering affections. No moving me to weep, but help finding peace. Would you believe it’s found in one seat? Chaos once drove until this tranquility. Behind the wheel my judgement is free. Before I would falter; steer would the world. I can say I’ve…

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…