Tag: poetry
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Digging Out The Past… Chewing On Fears- A Yuffie Collaboration…
A darken cloud, a sea of painI’ve only ever wanted to feel the sameA creature without a faceUpon this mountain I shall lay to waste “Hey Yuffie,” shouts Hydra “What?” Yuffie asks “Go feel sorry for yourself some place else. This is my spot,” Hydra declares “No one respects my…
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A Running Theme… Stampeded Soul…
On My Mind Well the revolution it happened so fastIt is as though it didn’t happen at allLeft behind to try and figure out the fragmentsShattered reality, pieces that society left behindWhere do we go from hereShould give up and never start againMy thoughts bleed together to the pointIt is…
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Self Destruct… One Word At A Time…
Time ticks by without a name or faceWhat is it that I’m doing in this placeLost and dying, I have no time to restAll I want to do is lay downPretend that I’m deadPeace is a word with no meaningWho can go in such a fashion in theoryNever wanted to…
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And Other Things From This Time…
Descending I forge a pathI forge ahead of the restIn the endLeft in the backI dance before I awakeCovered up for goodYet it is all the sameVisualize in my mindThere’s not much left to hideMy soul bleeds openAs if cut or tornMy mind like one big woundI was lost and…
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Something Different…
Long Legitimate Regret There is a war within myselfOne that can not be won with blood and gutsThis can’t be the endBut I fear that it mustEach day is a plague within itselfA lost cause of hopeful redemptionOne that could only do better with mass amputationA removal of myselfA separation…
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And Other Things From This Time…
Not the Answer Sex is an ugly thingDo what you have to doThen it’s all overI write because I have toThen it’s all overI’d stay and talkBut I have to writeThis all overA process with meaningStill no answersAtheism is a questionIs there a God?Or am I only aloneSold a million…
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Retouching On Bad Memories
People get way too hyped up over these fucking holidays. They are made up, by us no less, they do not matter, so take the dildo stuck up your ass and pull it down a notch. Working in a grocery store is insanity on high. There is a holiday every…
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And Other Things From This Time…
Often I often wonder what it feels to dieDoes it feel like I do nowAll alone with no one to talk tooI do this to myselfYet I don’t know the answers to my own questionsI often wonder how soonWill all this prove to be meaninglessThey say you pave your own…
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As The Heavens Fall… Something Different…
As Before Blood runs cold, the night air not as warm as beforeThoughts run empty with your celestial talkingDoes the mind stop even after you make itWhat separates us from animals if not for sinInhaling fire to stay alive one more nightStripped to the bones, pressed against the coldGiving into…
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Broken Thoughts… The Beginning…
The demon it sleeps, waking only for the sound of broken bonesA ringing that snaps the consciousness, a fear steeped in bloodFighting the demon requires an understandingA contract of self-defecation, A knowing of constant failureThere can be no winner when all is lostThe stones tell a story of loss and…
Chewing On Glass... 