Choose a choice between now and the present,
that a life kills your own while deciding when
and how to make Fate in love with you.
Clotho, my eternal line of defence
all of my being depends on your ya...
made promises to not fall in love
I won't break if you don't eat my brain
take my hand
I have felt dead I thought you would eat me alive
my flesh torn from the bone
bits of me left in between y...
Have you ever rode on a Mary-go-round ? Have you ever noticed how everything changes when your on the ride, thing that were once so clear turn into a blur you hardly recognize. It's crazy that as kids...
A dream; a vision that comes in the night.
Often repeating itself and in its repetition bringing itself to life.
When you wake and find your dream isn't there, you long to sleep
Begging the dream brin...
And all was but a silence. For all I knew I was alone once more. In this epitome of darkness. What was once cold and bleak danced on the wind of forever be. I could hear but a slient hush in was comme...
Today my world opened up on all ends and all the different dimensions fell in on themselves. Today I discovered what it means to be space, to exist in the realm of reality beyond my past and present. ...
Into the looking glass I peer, all I see in my eyes is fear. An evil glint, a hateful stare, the hideous reflection of wasted years. The outside reflects the inner, unlovable and disdained. My only ac...
How is it that poetry Can be so poetic
The idea of death can be made to sound
So free and unapologetic
Words can be manipulated To make the darkness seem freeing
And a bleak reality Can be turned to s...
What’s a dream if you don’t know what it means. What’s a goal if you don’t know where it leads. And why believe in a higher power when we live in the middle of all these horrible things. Tell me where...
Spinning, spinning out of control, a hypnowheel continues to roll, turning my mind inside and out, It all hits at once and I need to shout Yelling, Blaming, eventual shaming, It's not my fault, why am...
With hardening orbs
and a near frozen heart,
within my blood a change jump starts.
A gleeful laugh of madness
bubbled past my lips,
the pain somehow making me feel alive
as through my heart the emotio...
What is it to write a story that tells its own tale? Words pour forth from an endless source and the pen does not drop 'til the thought of it is finish.
Vividly visualizing the content that reach my m...
"Do you feel her ache from across the room?
dripping dark liquid, that used to be Fantasia film strips as a child, Her creative spirit spinning out of control, now black gasoline. She uses it to fuel ...
artists are important
(or do they just think they're important?)
because they mimic god
or whoever or whatever
exists up there or around or throughout abovebelowbeyond
creating from nothing
A thin linkage (cheap leather, metal rusted through,
hardly made to last)
clamps the soul down to the flesh where it sits, uncomfortably nestled a strong wind could unbuckle it
and I resist the long, ...
Wake me up when it's all over,
Wake me up when these weights are off my shoulders,
Wake me up when I can no longer feel this pain,
Wake me up when all this sh*t isn't the same,
Wake me up I'm ready le...
Twisted am I,
As I look at myself,
All I see is perplexing hypocrisy.
Keeping an open mind while
blinded by my self-made dogmatism.
Love Thy Neighbors,
but you never said a word to them.
Crippled by s...
Young and naïve you looked around Taking in the surroundings Can you guess what i see? Learning the world But when did you learn to look at people
Was it When locked in the falling bridge trying to ge...