There are no words, only particles of faith that slip between my fingers as the wind blows against my window. There are no giddy heights to fall from. No sentiments that can ease a bruised soul. There is, however, a sense of beauty that few these days seem to be in possession of. How […]
If I take a break, And ease the tension In my shoulders, Soften the aching In my spine, I am afraid The weight of yours, I hold Will finally, Be mine.
This is just a casual poem from my alter ego that turned out to be the lyrics of a deathless imperfection. Music was not applied due to the author’s exceptional voice.
These yellow cracked walls have been my Home for many moons. In this time, I have come to understand their purpose to be far more than primitive to shelter. These yellow cracked walls beguil their inmates: their will to hope falling through the sieve of despair like fine sand. These yellow cracked walls benefit their […]
The houses on the hill packed so tight There’s more to this … more to life the water so cold, dark and blue… yet tainted and grey, polluted by man here I sit, but can’t understand I feel so much, deep in side… like a little boy my soul begins to cry… I beg and […]
Love’s lethargy generates monsters. Frightening thoughts that travel undisturbed in your head. Oh, if they are not scary! They are and they keep you awake at night, forcing you to linger on them more and more. Lost in a labyrinth without any way out Trying to find the escape that doesn’t exist. A never ending […]
I see a reflection, Something I find far from perfection, I see a girl who has had hard times, Outside she smiles but inside she whines, From where I stand I hear a voice, It’s in my head I have no choice – But to listen to the negativity, That voice inside is telling me. […]
~ The drink in her hand… Her back against the wall… He pins her so robustly… Her defences quickly fall… Her head feels so light… Her world begins to spin… Her legs turn to jelly… As she breathes him all in… She knows it’s not right… But doesn’t really care… She wants him to touch […]
What are we? What is our purpose?
We exist in bubbles of lucid metal that tear through flesh like words tear through tired hearts. She’s so young and yet she’s older than half the stars in the galaxy. She’s so alone, more so than all the dead trees in all the burning forests of the world. But I wouldn’t change her, though, […]