I try to clear my mind before I leave for my walk. The walk doesn't clear it either. I'm wearing a black shirt and the heat beats down on me insufferably, this must be what it's like? So I take it off. My white skin will pay it's retribution to the sun later. My black … Continue reading Yeah, right….
So there they are! My cards fall gracelessly on the table. To be read by all. I’m not worried, I’m just well fed. If I was worried, I’d be crying or dead. My eyes betray my secrets. That I never had. Or that I wish I believe I didn’t. What’s the difference? Tell me quickly. … Continue reading Shower Poetry
And time just stopped, a moment you can grasp finally an inch of a clock that you can almost get your hands on. Built from the ground up The clock tower will always boom It's salutation to time and it's non-essence. For there is no else but yourself's self as the minute hands continue Encroaching … Continue reading It’s all history…
Shivering with anticipation I fear, I might do something I regret. Pain on my hand that eeks down my wrist. So I'll chop it off. Amputate before infection Spreads. If I let it, If I let it. God Forbid, I might die … Continue reading No title
Candle and Coal Into blackness these souls drift you see them and they are so real you think you can save them but it is impossible that’s final. Resonating only with pain and sorrow; it won’t continue. Our love was a bold statement it’s now seemingly burning down into a stub like a candle stuck … Continue reading Candle and Coal
You paid for it, let it bleed you white
I am getting my inspiration from the titles of obscure Scifi novels. I hope this isn't illegal... It made its’ world in a moment by showing the world its colour. opaque in grimy destiny the egg seemed to yell “crack me, CRACK ME!” and its readiness brought destitution as no one wanted to hurt the egg. It came from space, it came from a wonderful space that was larger than you and I could even imagine.
A loss is a loss, no matter how insignificant it may seem. You can pull the thread, let it rip apart your clothing. Keep searching for an end but hope to finish dozing. You can cut the thread, before it tears apart the seam. because it doesn’t matter how it looks. You’d rather win than … Continue reading Beep = F*@k & bop = S*&T
I love her dearly
We’re more than a no more bigger than. If you understand, I could face my views due East towards the sunset. But it will probably circle right back onto myself, like a dog chewing its tail. Or a goldfish trapped in a bowl Or a regular human being working day to day in some shitty … Continue reading We are no more less than