Secrets You Keep

I can not begin pry, in your well hid eye, that lays deep inside comfort from a lie. You’ve begun I stay to ponder your way. Games you will play, hiding inner shame. What would be bad, if truth you did have, sprung forth so glad if such you had had? No wisdom for now…

Transition’s Position

Time passes with faces; we can’t escape an eye that opens or closes so wear not a sly disguise. Morph in conjunction to change the outside same to mirror the inside so you play no mental game. Set a pace to slowly go; what you choose please remember times of joy, things to put you…

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…

Blaming The Reaper

They say look at him now how he tries to work words. Tell him he has no meter and his words, how absurd. He speaks as if he knows how a true poet feels bleed from the heart rhythm and now from lines come speed. I hear them they are right but I know not…

Your Splendid Dawn

As the night fades away, I see it turn it’s corner. Day it does slowly draw attention to it’s borders. Where the day and night meet in their gentle calm. No words can describe it. Nor any pictures drawn. Known to me is inside how my mind conjugates what I see and how I feel;…

Ill Made Perceptions

It is important to note that I wrote this two years ago today. I have been lucky to overcome some obstacles but I have to remember where I was so that I remember to never go back to the dark place I was in. **** The bottle it calls me by name to blot out…

Whispers Of Vipers

I ask her how many faces she has in her bag. She roughly emotes introspective thoughts had. I can not recall a moment before now thinking so clear but I remember how. Everything changes as do whispers ear to ear. Truth is revealed only to turn and disappear. Care should I what human err reflections…

C.M.

This world gets tired again, my soul it does seek asylum. My mind it starves for her eyes and seeks to define them. Quite the journey it has been watching her walk in and out of my presence now and again all the while my heart is devout. I’ve written song after song since first…

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…

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…

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…

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….

Virtues In Reality

Scholars teach me nothing of what my mind finds keen. Nuanced can be the scene of what I allow light to bring. Crashing high above the sky in thunderous chasms do lie vast explosions in vast supply seen not by the human eye. We paint our truthes in a hue, understood by what we knew,…

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…

A Shelter Of Words

Placate me maybe today; maybe words could erase sadness that’s on my face. Faith I have in your ways. It is in your abilities, use your logic to see. Past the complexity you say I tend to be. The strife we’ll dispel by stories we do tell. We’ll say we are well. Casting our own…