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I minded the moon at midnight,
dangling in my distant past.
Tormenting fate with impatience,
imagining this can't last.
Thoughts confined in madness,
emotions whirling in insanity,
subscribing to my lunacy,
simply for my vanity.
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Devoted
Will you still love me when I'm hateful,
Devoted to my poison, endure me through sin
Wicked and tangled, heart and soul forged of tin.
Can you swallow compassion and relinquish empathy,
Live in the affirmed evil, delivered form varnished worlds.
To the cryptic and to the mystic,
to revel in all that I know as true.
Surrender the deathless soul, fumble in it's pain.
Escape to wisdom, a profound lore,
Spawned in passion, entrenched in thirst,
Belive in my kingdom, others vanished in the dead.
Will you love me,
Still want me,
Still need me,
Beseeching my kiss.
Will you love me,
My evil and my sin,
Since suffered all this.
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One Stone
Cast a stone into the blue
and watch it mutely echo,
with each swell expectation
with each ripple possibility.
They are endless in occasion,
boundless in prospect.
Every wave an inspiration
urged with noble intention,
brimming with hope and promise.
Countless notion of vision
crest towards the shore,
breaking on the beach
vanishing in liquid gold.
And then it is lost, forfeited to the sand.
Irretrievable moments of opportunity,
neglected and abandoned,
only recollections
of proposition or designs.
Fate swindled by the nature of the wave.
The sand saturated and
satiated with optimism.
Pebbles slick and damp
with squandered chance.
Pebbles to be cast into the blue.
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I find myself in anger,
I find myself in fear
wrestling with my skeletons
screaming with my tears..
I know if I leave now
it will be hard and slow,
do I want it, need it,
I might never know if I can change.
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