The Art of Being Broken The Act of Having Spoken Must Admit that it is Hard Hearts are Charred Speak and Be Known Speak and Be Grown Bare Your Shattered HeartThis...This is a True Start It's Okay to N...
My Gift was that I could sing beautifully and play any instrument known to man, but my Curse was that I could not hear any of it. Notes flew melodically and gracefully.
Children stopped to listen, mes...
with a stranger
I met on the street.
leading off with
a question for
the man with smelly
feet. asked him why
he’d rather die
than speak with me right
there. leaving now with
Glimpses of something different
Is she there
Is she even there?
At the corners of my mind
A heart racing too fast for its cage
A beauty eternally sought
A quest internally taken
I look over the burning bridges of hell
Blocking eyes that can see clearly.
If you know what I preach
Then hell has caught you before
And so will again.
Fall with me into our abyss
Where heat generate...
Mom is mad at me,
For a million mistakes made,
Unable to eradicate or elevate.
Lost all along while alluding he is strong,
Dead wrong and gone in his mind,
I've just hidden the stars from my inert
Looking through the sky to reveal all that has been saved for this day
Surpassing the bloodied misconception of this death
it is all but consumed
the truth, so brutal
It feels like a trial
by fire, and mutual
an arson with no fuel
of the palace of illusion
whose majesty retires
dripping tears of justice
while it extinguishes in the dust, a litt...
Drink off a Crisp Swig of Coffee My Humility Tired Of
You Must be Tired Often A Witness to The Bargains
In My Defense I’ve Attempted to Find A Clearing to Empty My Garbage
Mercy, she called out my name
And promised to take away my pain
Lord knows ive been through hell
Just to break spells
Im cursed with a divine power. Yet Theres no mercy for a butterfly like me.
Pity To the Present I Think Chatter Inside Me
I Feel the Condemnation to What
I Become So Much to Being Greatest Ever
If I Can Trick this Present Butter Fly
Flying Be My Maple Leaf Seeking the Simple ...
Social media belches the world as I drink
a roast pot of dead rat coffee beans.
the world is a burnt toast offering the mildew of a nowhere land for nowhere men and women drowning in a salt free seedl...
I won't let the demon in me beat you to the ground
but when you let me
show my wings–the
white ones I mean–
I will not hold back the energy, the magnitude,
or the will that those wings wish to–fly.
I'm craving you
Like an uncontrollable addiction It fucks me up
Chasing that high
I want feel as your heart slowly beats faster
Your touch like electricity
Heat of your breath
The weight of your gaze ...
Behind my smile
I am free falling
Enjoying the familiarity
A whisper of excitement
I rush through the feelings
They cling to me
Faster and faster we drop
Peace rarely befalls Mind racing like a million ants
Thoughts and mental rants The noise is more than I can bare
Into space I continue to stare
Their questions nag at me Will I ever feel f...
Content & Form
Beloved fellow humans
I am another You
Our shared So called Reality
i’m your fallen angel heaven sent to rip you to shreds i do not soar with the devil i do not share my wings i recreate your favorite memories like the time you lost your innocents and discovered forgi...