Craving escaping from moments of waiting! Waiting and wondering and pondering still. The waiting remains in silence and hating, A waiting against my will.
Near and Alone
Waiting
Craving escaping from moments of waiting! Waiting and wondering and pondering still. The waiting remains in silence and hating, A waiting against my will.
He Makes Us Laugh !
The clown’s mask drips down his cheeks, but he has no face paint on. Sitting under a lamp in the corner of a lonely street his mind wanders. The waters rise from his heart to his head, making it impossible to get up and walk home. This man, this, ‘clown’, spends his time exchanging laughter... Continue Reading →
Only Your Happiness
I wish for you the happiness, That I will never have, For me, my love, I'm left alone. Cold and in the black. The shadows cover everything, That you once saw as me. The shadows cover everything, And I can barely see. One day we’ll meet by accident, You’ll call me an old friend. I’ll... Continue Reading →
The Honest Poet Bleeds The Most
I can not wake, I can not sleep. This heart is heavy, I am weak. My eyes don’t see, They only weep. My love is gone, And hope I seek. What is this path you’ve given me? Where brothers die and lovers flee? The me inside has but one key, And now I’m locked in misery. I... Continue Reading →
Funeral
The bitterness of death swims in my blood. But I can’t feel it. There’s a dizzying warmth in the room, Faces from the past share smiles that scream. Walking beneath the waves, beneath the sea. Someone took the wheel from me. We all become part of the same organism. And this monster is drowning but... Continue Reading →
The Little Man And I
Drip... Drip... Drip... “What is it now?” A shadow passed across the face of a tiny man. He lifted his head to see a demon perched by the window. “A lying tongue, my good man.” The demon smiled it’s sharp, stained teeth. It smiled because of the little man’s face. He pulled the face of... Continue Reading →
Reflection Distorts Desired Delusions
I lay awake as the silence takes hold. It gets louder and louder. I beg for a distraction. Reflection distorts desired delusions. What time is is? I’ll check my phone. I’ll check my notifications. I’ll check my newsfeed. I’ll check my email. I’ll check out. My mind is a rapid when it should be a... Continue Reading →
The Vile Mint 