That Which Seeps In

The river runs swiftly with no care. If conflict flows deep it does bring despair. Deep into ground water seepingly absorbs in soil then down in under ground hoards. Making great caves formed over time. In those moments no sunshine it finds. Yet it moves and rocks it does smooth. Underneath facades; must resonate truth….

Brain Therapy: Disasterous Relationship Vol. 1

I evoke a distaste for air when I dream and you’re there. I have left a many people but for you I do not even care. I changed my life, my soul for all under your control. Countless nights on patrol for nights that took their toll. Coldness and confusion you did what you obviously…

Lest I Drown

I never said to you no. That I felt it and let it go. Things you wouldn’t know inside me tend to grow. If archers strike correctly, if I tend speak indirectly. Ask would I come respectfully where we arrive ineffectually. Construct we can a bond let not my arms beyond where they grasp so…

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…

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…

An Asp’s Destination

Which willowing path will you traverse today? My forlorn aspiring asp, which doctrine convey? For entangling briars, that tend rip at the skin, are found in hedge mazes when lying it does begin. It makes a soul squirm uncomfortably awkward. Lying mouths brabble, lashing with harsh words. Is the truth more than you could possibly…

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…

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…