Category Archives: Poem

Panic lies right beneath the skin.I never wanted to let it in.Wormed its way to the win.I can feel it creeping. But the crawl isn’t quite enough.Everything it wants to call a bluff.Makes me question what came before.All the names wear at my core.Sabotage each new prospect.Little that it does not affect.It’s like I’m woodContinue reading “Dug Right In”

Neurotic and psychotic,It’s all you want to be.Time to tear it down and build something not forged in misery. You may say that talk is cheap and that can be true,But would you rather watch the world come for you?I say no but you won’t make a sound.Your dedication is not bordering on the profound.JustContinue reading “Realm Of Madness”

Bullet will go down the barrel,All to make the target sterile.Sick of the warchief scenario.Sound will reverb in stereo.Traitors stand all around,Each one will soon be on the ground.Laid flat upon the dirt and stones.One day they will be just bones.Names lost to the drifting fog,It tastes more like filth and smog.First the trigger mustContinue reading “Forcing The Change”

Warmth upon my flesh,I’ve been craving this.Heat in my bones,Puts pay to the moans. So drink in the sparkle,For it is a marvel.Cast out the blinding,It won’t subvert climbing.For the sky is the dawn,With purpose new born.It’s why you held out your hand.A confident state by which you stand.But careful of the aroma,It may makeContinue reading “Starlight”

Ropes on my wrists that cut through my clothes,Protection not offered is just how it goes.Cause I’m not meant to be comfortable for the future.What is on offer is a simple form a torture. Punishment rendered unto me,From the condemnation I cannot flee. Tied round the ankles and ready to scream,Soon will start the pullingContinue reading “Upon The Rack”

I wash my hands but the stains won’t come out,Pales in comparison to the sting of my gout.Not quite sure where my path does lead,But at this present moment I beg for reprieve.Cause my mind is swimming in too much fog.It’s similar to being trapped in a bog.The atmosphere cloying and far too thick.Rather beContinue reading “Struggle”

Stains on the carpet and scuffs on the wall.Whatever happened here was between Peter and Paul.Smears on the doorknob still yet to dry.This fight was so mighty and no one heard a cry.Don’t believe a word with the hour so late.Someone would have checked and witnessed the fate.But no one is caving and the trailContinue reading “No Witness No Justice”

Scream and push past your wall of stone.The one constructed from your every moan.Spit the venom out and let it drain away.Doing so might afford you a new day. Not another go around.An actual shot to tread new ground.What a blessing that would be.No more having to repeat history. So cry and tear out theContinue reading “Let It Go”