The Eyes of the Ones Without the Face
Superstition out my thought, hallucinating my mind. It's no wonder, thats why I never go out. Walls are closing in while, bugs crawling out of my veins. I can see…
They Call Me Melocholia but What’s the Difference Between Us?
All I can feel is the motion between our bodies. Like some ever grasping tension that just keeps things together. That felling could be unwanted. You feel that someone is…
To Feel Love Again
Will you keep waiting for the sun to come? I keep eating lies and taking home goodbyes. I talked to all your friends, they told me what you said. We're…
Violence and Poetry
Am I, sharp as a knife? Digging into your spine. Am I, late enough? Well no one was watching. I need your serpent blood, so slit my tongue. A sewn…
The Man Who Cured the World, One Murder At A Time
I I once had a conversation with a man that I met at a street corner as we were waiting for a bus. Looking at his sharp tie,…
Love is a Gun V. 1
If love is a gun, then I have been shot. If bullets are hate, then I have a lot. I fall from these stairs, and look at the sky, "do…
A Sleepless Night but the Sun Still Rises
Tell me you feel better and controlling the weather, because its sunny for a whole day for once. And that your mood, could be no more sunny, today you look…
A Poets Mind
I really dont know how to speak my mind right now so I guess I'll tell you random facts about myself; I have a big sense of paranoia. Just half of…
Black and Grey
Echoing elegance underneath her snake skin. Slow down, slow down, I feel defeated, with all I do, so now wave goodbye. Sitting on that park bench, Im ready to do…
The Blood Rush During the Storm
IWell I see its December, but I dont want it.storm clouds will raise and make a bitter winter.Now this petty starlight, is getting ever brighter.Blood rushes to my heart, even…