Actors put on a play most decadentSoon their energies will be spentApproximation waiting in the wingsLaying claim to the final bell rings So open those eyes and gaze upon this misalignmentTo retread this route would be most violentFor what has formed is not what should thriveRefute that and no soul will ever get out aliveIt’llContinue reading “One Way Ride”
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Ease
Lying on my bedEmptying my headDon’t think about a thingJust do some livingIt doesn’t have to beWork until your eyes bleedSuch a sad way to flowRight up until the drop so…Let it drift awayListen to the rain todayNo more grinding downAid to invert the frownIts not worth the greyThe failing of your bodyI made thatContinue reading “Ease”
Forecast
It’s been so long I can’t even recallWhat it’s like to feel the air so coolA rising heat swells inside of meLike motion sickness when watching TVHeads a pounding like a drumNo matter what I drink I’m coming undoneAll the moisture just pours out of meLike being in a shower you hate to seeThen itContinue reading “Forecast”
Tragedy Is Not OK
Assaulted for being a ratThen comes in the baseball batBludgeoned til you’ve no sightSoon snuffed out will be your light What a display that should never ever beTook a life cause it was not as hard as it should beKilled so easily Scream until you’re brokeThen your throat they’ll chokeMake you suffer for being aliveWhatContinue reading “Tragedy Is Not OK”
Salescum
Patented your own brand of hateAll your words are wrong and fakeSick of hearing you blather onHurry up and be goneNo time to sit and listenYour shining star is still missingSevered your realityJust your presence is draining me Get awayStation not propriety Forging pain with a slip of the tongueFeel a tightening in my lungWhatContinue reading “Salescum”
Route
Born into the world,I haven’t got a map.Don’t know where to go,It won’t fall into my lap. I take another path,Hoping thats its better.Then I reach the end,Its like braving violent weather. Days turned into years,No real progress made.Options without end,Think I should just fade. Now I wander lost,Convinced this is a con.It all looksContinue reading “Route”
Raindrops
Falling downTo the groundWind rushing pastSeems so fastAir is a buzzFilled with usThen we splatterSpit and clatterThe driving soundIs all aroundRun and formPuddles in the stormRest where we landNo surface is bandWe are the rainComing down again
Chill
Changing of a seasonViewed like treasonDawning of winterWind jabs like a splinterThrough the skin it breaks Whiteout of the sensesFilling every one of the tensesAir choked with brittle iceStinging worse than head in a viceNot sure there’s a shelf life Blanket of pearly whiteCovers whether day or nightCrunch beneath every footMirror to an expanse ofContinue reading “Chill”
One And Two Are Too Few
Now is not the time to be stubbornSuch things should be forgottenCast them out into the seaAvert the trail of miseryFrom which problems continue to flowWe all know it to be soThat is why we must try harderSuch a waste to be a race of martyr To polarise is not the wayDoing so might justContinue reading “One And Two Are Too Few”
Rainstorm
Pitter and patterThe world a splatterSounds of rainDriving unslainBounce off the wallsAnd the uneven floorsWhile the wind blowsCarrying drops so…They are spread wideNo choice of which sideJust a frequent howlThen a machine gun growlCrash against the paneMore noise againYet somehow it soothesMakes me feel amusedCalm before the stormExcept the threat is goneNow a passage fromContinue reading “Rainstorm”
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