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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

Unseen Fame

We seek fancy fame there is no stopping it. Hunger for bright lights and pleasing monuments. If we beg the question of this immovable force, of what we do dream is not simple of course. There in lies a heart an essential key part. Discernment’s from the heart at the start. What sets us at…

Paths That Must Be Taken

I tumble around in my head flights of fancy or an ego fed? What I let draw my energy out I will entertain with certain doubt. For I do not trust me or believe what my heart feels or what I see. A learned low rent psychologist resides in me evaluating the risk. Experience can…

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…

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….

Words Off The Brain

So bold so intertwined. The inertia opens minds. Freudian slips serve well upon honesty that compels. Slide thoughts off tops of notions don’t stop. Be blunt be direct sew life no regret. Be true to thine-self be simple forget all-else. Sleep well my friend. No regret to hold in. All is vain still the same…

On What We Dwell

Morning dew upon my brow, soft sinews bring softness out. All pride self consuming, as time is sharply looming. Is the world blind to the kind? Will the mind remember in time? Of the times as warmth champions winning fights over spite’s ramblings. Do we hold close innocent time or do we brood over anger…

Farewell Darkness My Old Friend

I’m not always so clever; sometimes I seem a little cliché. Shall I go on pretending others will not beg question my ways? I wake in the dawn. I write while sipping coffee. How many more days, will there be until it stops me? A phantom entrenches me, saying my words are uninspired. When I…

Where I Retreat

Watch I do the masses celebrate. I can’t comply I will not commiserate. I will withdraw to my place and draw. What my mind while in darkness saw. The embattlements that I have battled would make any soul become sadly rattled. So I retreat so I can serve to stand on my feet. Away from…

Writing Out Sorrow

When I was a child I could be enticed by the sway of every empty insecure vice. Cold side-streets that I’ve walked alone; found did I a vessel to call my home. Every room I ventured I heard voices emplore. Screaming and weeping behind heavy doors. Everywhere around where weeping dwelled, people did despair. So…

Uneasy Epiphanies 

Vexed I can get and spiteful sprees, after she embarked to part from me. It’s no stranger, upon occasion, my heart has had seeping abrasions. Consumed I can get sleepless phantoms, cold holes so low; defeatest anthems. It’s a result of all my emotion trusting in hands chiding commotion. Scoffly I curse as dreams are…

The Impetuous Sky

I can not turn, my imperfection burns. What does it want me to earnestly learn? Confiscate my pen, I’ll just do it again. Write until the end right where I begin. To learn these tears so that I can bear the ultimate pain without a single care. Grasping veins pretend to sustain from intoxication flooding…

Nothing I’ve Known

Why so vague? I see how you behave. Will you in the end lead to an open grave? Questions still remain. Now I’m not the same. Will I be buried or returned to the sane? The veiled night starts to make sense. Seeping in the dirt my childish innocence. Wake me to the day, make…

A Cry For Apollo, My Love

A reckless inclination led to an infatuation. It’s such a situation such a simple revelation. I scream at the dawn for allowing such harm. Help me quiet the alarm. See how it refuses your charm. We live in days of the beast. Complacently watch vultures feast. The world is cold it turns yell, scream and…

Fully Automatic Heart

I can’t believe I’m doing this. This one hurts a little and is a little dark. I sweared to myself to never share this. It seems my trip down memory lane had me sifting through some old notebooks. In them, amongst copious notes of Lord Of The Rings, and I mean hundreds of pages worth,…

Unveiling The Heart

For the eyes for the heart, behold the night the sun will part. Scan the horizon you can’t see without sunlight what light frees. Understand a voice in response to you. Apply the tenants of the good and true. Take a chance leave spite behind. Set free enmity expand your mind. Finish the drive set…