Brutal I Cry

Let me be me for a moment. I bare try find an atonement. Deep my eyes dwell in caves after this life’s wretched way. I know me I’m traveling time. Me sometimes I’ll fall behind. I can be hurt at times I live for others now I nothing give. I tell myself I, in soft…

My Own Frankenstein

Eyes surrounded by skin is stitched, has you confused; your look is an itch. My senses ablaze I manage it to retain. My emotion swells but sanity remains. Touch me tear me apart to behold art that I have tried to keep inside a heart. What is real I feel the damage years have torn…

Worlds I Create

I’ve been someplace none have ever been. I travel there often in neurons it does begin. My imagination lives and breathes escape from this tired world new ones I do create. There I find softness I fear here I’ve lost; as the years pass by consume does frost. Cold to the core it is, scarred…

My Creation

I am dirt I do stain corners in my brain. Thoughts produce it on ground I now sit. I live now I breathe sound now logic sees. No matter what I do I find I do bruise you. Will you I beg replace this bitter empty face. A smile I request see; a sad brow…

Our Little Creations

I made a universe today from broken parts in the palm of my hand the sand I lifted to lips I do breathe. Shall I be as a master of portals I will flow down? I can think of no nicer gift a creator gave to be found. I am a spark in the dark…

Why All The Love Stuff?

In my lifetime I have been well versed in the deterioration of the human condition on this earth. My eyes have witnessed and my hands have practiced misgivings. I am no poet nor sage or anyone who possesses any secrets to living a better life. All I know is that on this sphere pain ruminates…

My Feet My Arms

I am drawn poorly so sorely I move on upon the ground I move already gone. My God he is mute now before my eyes are wicked creatures and secrets of lies. Shall I examine here in this brief candle lit by an absent being; this life I can’t handle. I a vision of grace…