Droplets

As the rain comes down againSoaking deep withinLashing at the skinWashing away all the sinClearing your head againWeakening dark feelingWhile the cold wants to settle inTendrils weave and stingSpreading like a plagueYou ask for warmer daysTwisting how you feelAs you beg for a dealBut its just startingWith wind that tears throughFreezing all of youYou hopeContinue reading “Droplets”

Jabbing Nails

Nails down a chalk boardThat sound of screechingSkin crawls like insectsYour teeth on edge again Jabbing at the ribsBruises still seethingHoping for a pauseAs the torment continues Nails down your skinCarving is all your feelingAs the skin starts to breakYou scream at nothing Jabbing at the wallsCounting out your fallsPleading for an endStill trapped inContinue reading “Jabbing Nails”

Locked Eyes

I walk around and all I see are people glued to a screenTrapped within the digital frame of fifteen minutes of pointless fameGrabbing at the words of fools who they currently think are coolWhile the world spins into disaster, Oh look another telecasterBut the words are cheap and will be getting cheaperIf only people wouldContinue reading “Locked Eyes”

Insignia Gone

Pulling at the stringsTrying to control thingsChanging all the rulesJust to keep you in Holding all the powerUnwilling to retireStealing all the cashBut it will never last Decade plus of rulingBut still you are goingManipulating what you canProxy wars are everything Invading for some landAnnexing what you canNo insignia to seeClaiming terrorists are close byContinue reading “Insignia Gone”

Anxious

You feel the fear well up insideCan’t ignore as it won’t subsideYou hope that it will end soonReality is it’s feeding off you Another pit that fills with fearDon’t even know how you got hereClenching fists to direct the flowUnfortunately it just won’t go You gasp for air as you breatheYour chest is filling mentallyYou’dContinue reading “Anxious”

Actionless

Condemnation doesn’t mean a thingIts just a word for the eternal victimMasking hints of failed ascensionA race of people too busy fightingWhile the elected bicker like childrenThe act of doing has been stolen Restraint is just the new surrenderClaiming you are not the pretenderAs you wash your hands of bloodHow about you act for once?InsteadContinue reading “Actionless”