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To give and take Was the dream The cast-iron way Of the former world Pay your dues Till your time is quenched Until quiet has conquered Your plentiful soul To give far and wide Was done with ease With all of your strength And heartfelt joy To give unfazed Was the foremost cause From…
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May I roam without effort Through the bends of the day With a mind Anchored to peace May I peel back the layers Of triumph and sorrow And spear through the heart Of my earthly trials But I’ll surely fall Ever-sullen and sore Enshrouded by angst And clouded with fret And surely the world…
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The ache grows Into a gathering fog of unrest Laying siege To my refuge of dawn Taunting curves Singe without pause Mercilessly slashing At the womb of my wants The pulsating need Is the torment I reap That pummels my nerves Until these love-sick bones All rage Until my wishful mind Is but a…
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A bittersweet silence Enshrouds these endless nights Set free From the heartless bustle of men Until their ghostly words Recover in streams In an aimless haze Sent plundering the mind To pull away Is all for naught For the butchering looms In silent mass To disengage Is a feeble aim For their seas grow…
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I am so hopelessly enthralled By roads unclaimed The perfectly paven joys I dream, to truly know From child-bearing arms I peer in pure angst Aquiver with rage To embark Unsought for and free Escape is alive Fire-bred and marrow deep Gleefully awaiting Its call to arms And fear is amok The sacred refrain…
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Through the motions of joy I adhere So secretly drawn To my yearly dismay Driven far off To the morrow’s swarm My dreams all bustle And rage to despair I am tarnished and stalled In a freefall and frenzy In the murderous haze Beneath My veil of feign strength
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He’s known all along Of your straying Vice- riddled path Every rolling hill of your despair He’s known Of the treachery they bring Every withering dune you forge From the grains of your verse He’s known all along Of the towering faults you breed In the heartless Stride of your days He’s known And…
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Confess You impressionist of men As your noose draws tight In your fearful delay Let the masses consume Let them plunder and feed Until agony prevails In every cavern you bear The hour draws near You must gracefully fall And dissolve in the sway Of your bellowing regrets Confess, confess Or silence is king…
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You run warm with courage And I sink tried and true Untethered From the roles I know All time disbands Before triumph disrobed Uncorked, unsheathed And primed for the fall A torturous dawn Is my pride and joy The heaving The sputter Of my worthless form
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