Empty inside… Not a single rattle,As I'm shaken by a horde of snakes hidden within gravel,From a battle I survived… I'm empty inside… I said,My heart is vacant of emotions besides every ache I feel everytime,I look up at the sky,Guiding me regardless of its dimming light!I'm… Sure it'll shine at its brightest once again.And,When... Continue Reading →
What Woman Would Kiss A Frog? – Day 52, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
His eyes drown in the smile Her face is drenched by.Swimming from corner to corner,Splashing within each reason He fell in love with what lays inside of Her corneas,Wishing He is who she'd choose to protect her vision of a future filled with undying beauty… A dreamer He is!But,There's is no escape from the frog... Continue Reading →
A Corpse Without A Coffin – Day 20, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Sussurations of an abandoned forest envelop my eardrums.Sweat drips down my arms as sly as a fox stalking its prey.My mind is engorged by hysteria with every bite I take.Am I just a walking carcass the more I stick a fork inside of my body,Just to mask my pain?On most days,I feel dead anyway.Until I... Continue Reading →
An Animal The World Couldn’t Cage – Day 16, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Blowing steam,To iron out some things.To flatten out the creases in my mind before I blink,On a stage!Where I present my pain,With a smile I have to force until it feels real on a face I barely want to see… More of my muscles are in use the more I glower,Like an owl,Perched on the... Continue Reading →
Ocean Blues – Day 5, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
Serene like a seagull when swimming in a sea of tranquility.To be gulled into boiling rage,Over thoughts that will go away,Is an error you must not make,If you plan on living life without misery.Be like a rock,Motionless upon impact when hit by a wave of despair and melancholy.You may get wet by tears drowning away... Continue Reading →
Abercrombie & Rick pt. 2
To be He who is never sought out,By Day-walkers and Night Owls,By relatives with an audacity to steal my towel,Every time I drop tears forming oceans of pain coming from the bottom of my bowels,By anyone who claimed they cared when I couldn't have my fowl!Feels like…I don't exist in a world burning from Lucy's... Continue Reading →
Revenge, Sweeter Than Juice…
Am I suicidal at the moment? Or, Is the Lion inside seeking reprisal, For locking him away? I was only trying to prevent self-inflicted pain, But, Nowadays, A garden floriferous with Roses seems fitting, As more thoughts of happiness dies...