Pupil Of Fire

I remember her well, here next to me hurt like breaking of bone; in a wound some dirt. Wash it off I do so I’m free of macabre tones. She was a lit fire fierce, no nonsense condoned. She taught me how to grow with some scars. Left in an anguish she did but she…

The Power We Weild

Tender is forlorn in a world of fire. This world’s chaos consumes all in ire. Softness is said to be a sign that’s weak. Yet moments of bliss in our minds we keep. Alleys that are found in cities of grandeur can sullen ones awe and beckon slander. The world is ablaze with hate that…

To The Beyond In Song

When dead am I one cold day, underground I’ll finally behave. Into a box then earth it caves around me and my stiffened face. Though my body rots slowly gone, they’ll be some memories or songs that pass from a preacher’s charm that find ears where they belong. As color from the sky it disappears….

Share Your Hell

You take an umbrella quick to shade you from the dark moon. You won’t walk away in gloom from morbidly macabre tunes. But I see you’re dressed in black but haven’t only just seen that. Turn around look straight back you see me stare and not retract. The gentle sway of the sound, my honesty…

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…

Complexity Colored Blue

I suffered depression for years. Lost in despair I turned into a bitter lifeless person. I filled the hole inside me with anything I could to numb the pain. I was an alcoholic. I had nothing inside me that was beautiful. It was a terrible phase of my life that I felt I had no…

I Guess I’m Damned

Pride is spoken of in the Bible as a hindrance. There is an obvious conflict when one talks about pride. How can someone be both humble yet also confident without being prideful? There are times when I think of what I have power over and the reality is that I only have power over my…

Without You

Bitter aspect; I’ll try define it. Passed my eye lids I try to cipher it. Jaded and torn, from chaos born. Taught by friction from conflict adorned. Loving is a fantasy when opposite is reality. I see truth you bring, my face I can’t guarantee. I know it feels good when you are around. Usually…

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…

Consumed

Choked by the smoke entering in my throat this soul I do suppose when hurt examines close. Move on I must stepping, all the while not forgetting, to decline to the fretting I find myself in some settings. When my heart is fraught, consumed in doubt I’m caught, by vapor born brooding spots that blind…

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…

Where Time Is Never Returned

I have been there. Aghast with shock and horror. In cages I’ve found myself. The floor I laid there many morrows. Pits of despair where men would seemingly bury each other. For amenities that would fancy even kin who disavow their brothers. For cages of steel and iron change the perception of the mind. Linger…

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…

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…

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…

When Despair Left Me

I can remember when the sun never shined. When the earth was stale when I ought to have been blind. Every movement every turn of the head, found the black of night and the slumber left my bed. I pretend to practice righteousness but the world has taught me not. Especially when I give thought…

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….

Death Makes Us Kin

I’m far from being damn special. Yet the reaper finds I’m acceptable. Let coldness for it be reciprocal, it brings us all to be connectable. Berate fellow souls we should not for we can see our common spot. In large fields of tombstone lots we’ll be what the earth has forgot. The grave’s our common…

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…

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…

My Bedside Table

Greetings my fellow bloggers. When I first started this site I didn’t expect the direction I was going would go anywhere. I took some classes in college pertaining to journalism and there was some part of me that wanted to stay true in that vein. Yet over time the words I wrote about current events…

Empathetic Aims

Shallow is the grave that bears a hollow soul. Whom shall lay to rest a heart that was unconsoled? Duty demands decency; that of the gentle kind. We are but chaff and dirt, salted with fickle minds. Hands craft art from clay, all from what’s perceived. We construct vessels that cut through raging seas. We…

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…

Why

I am but an earthen vessel drawn from dirt I stand still. As the rain falls I do weep. As the earth turns I do sleep. I stand and look at the sky, as I move forward I ask why. Such a place as this is irony tis why this earth’s a part of me….

Contemplation At Eden’s End

This tiny earth you should know where you are is bit by the snow. The land is so rife, stiffled not nice. There’s bitter ice cutting as if a knife. So sayeth God our hearts are odd. We take breaths often to breathe smog. Since original sin, what a way to begin, a starting clock…

What Has Been Felt Before

Too soon I feel how often it’s real, wounds so deep how near they’ll heal. Wrought with ache, oh, for my own sake while sleeping I will heal before wake. Conquer the slaughter that the world will offer. It is a remedy it is that the remedy is not her. For people will always be…

The Vicious Animal Within

Exerting strength as each day passes by, leaves weary passengers flying miles. Enthralled passions come in many fashions. Everyone’s different requiring compassion. For hearts strive in differing ways to survive. To keep them well and to keep dreams alive. If we should seek out the corrosive strife forfeiting kindness causes a tenuous life. So delicate…

The Sound Of Time

Father Time reaches with his tightfist grip. Grabbing masses whole singing along his trip. His voice revealed are simple sounds. Birds singing softly flying amongst clouds. The circle, the cycle around and around we go. Some are luckily released, from vices as their thrones. I try and I’ll call loud out into the vast crowd….

Proof

What if there was no love? Architect’s specs from above. Whether there is a God question not. Just give a moment for these thoughts. It would be as if a structure had no beams; doomed to rupture. What magic it is that bonds together? That makes weight light as a feather. Wonder we would in…

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….