Hell is a Home for Some

Hell is surprisingly easy to stumble into,It takes a moment, a misstep, a mistaken leap,And then you fall, fall into a spiritual abyss,Obliterating your body into shattered bits,Like a glass that bleeds and cries. Hell takes an eternity to navigate,The paths are crooked until you take them,Though the path to hell is a straight line,While … Continue reading Hell is a Home for Some →

From Skies to Concrete Walls

She embraced change as an unwilling participant, Nostalgia's enlightenment mingled with crimson breath, As florid blooms behind her eyes leaked, Cosmic insignificance trickling down her brainstem, She gasped, an inconsequence of time ever-flowing, Then slept in the arms of sweet nothing. ~0~0~0~ She embraced the change as a willing subject, Took medicine with practiced sips … Continue reading From Skies to Concrete Walls →

Eternity’s Heartbeat

There's a purity to loneliness,My quiet country bleached by sun,A sandy horizon unbroken,Where time stretches and shrinks,Until all my thoughts are captured in a sigh. If I close my eyes, I can hear oblivion,The gentle hush of an eternity's heartbeat,While my own dreams spill into the ether,Until even I am a distant recollection,Like salt on … Continue reading Eternity’s Heartbeat →

Before Regret was Summoned

We had committed the ultimate sin,That friends could commit to:With fingers and limbs entwined,A shared breath births rhapsody,Our high is an untold oblivion,Where thoughts go to die,And regret, not yet summoned,Is like a distant horizon,While the sea between is the sigh,Of blissful contentment and lust,And the cold reproach of the moon,Is just a mirror from … Continue reading Before Regret was Summoned →

Remnants of Old, Shattered Pride

The wind from the open window,Is cool against my feverish face,My legs fold against my aching chest,As bruised arms hug my knees tight,Time slows to a crawl, my mind is hollow,Empty but for the remnants of old, shattered pride,So thinking, my eyes linger too long on a phone discarded. When will the response come?And will … Continue reading Remnants of Old, Shattered Pride →

Remains of Mountain Stairs

Beneath the mossy turf of maple shades, Lie the remains of mountain stairs, Dark stone dragged from barbarian shores, An offering of fealty, Honored by a century's duty, But now, having earned its repose, It sleeps and dreams of thundering feet... ... Of a country at war, and blood, The blood of warrior-monks chanting, Those … Continue reading Remains of Mountain Stairs →

I’m Fine, Just Let me Go

I'm fine, please don't worry, really, It's just who I am, naturally, Sadness is a mask worn just so, This bitter scowl is just for show, It's nothing at all, it's silly,All things will pass eventually,I'm just tired if you need to know, So let it be, just let me go.

Unsent Letters

My dearest, I'm not sure what you mean by "you have changed." Before you, I was unhappy, exhausted with living, Before you, I was cruel, for nothing made me happy, Before you, I was contemptuous, fear calloused into cruelty, Before you, I was alone and afraid, and so hid it with contempt. Before you, I … Continue reading Unsent Letters →

A Planned Obsolescence

Death is often cruel.Death has a way of stealing things precious,denying you a certain satisfaction. But Life is crueler.Life gives you hope, but never offers catharsis,crushing you under petty detractions. I am left to wonder the choice: Is it worse to be left alone,to have survived the perils of false adoration?Or be rejected by someone … Continue reading A Planned Obsolescence →

Drinks left unfinished

Children grow restless, Begging parents to go home, Drinks left unfinished, I have no place to complain, I chose to live life alone.