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I was shielded Among the scattered grey giants Who fumed With earth-bound disgust Daylight was sunk Engulfed and overdrawn By the inner plague of distress So I slipped away For the heart of obscurity For its cold and deafening embrace For the haze Of its all-encompassing song Rife with dismay With the infinite, chorus of…
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Nothing triumphs from within For I am wrecked Expendable and numb I dwell In the heart of infatuation Teary-eyed and armed With frail and futile hopes And I do not thrive Only half-step Through the smoldering ruin Among the scattered victims of time I overflow With opiate reveries As nights drift away For the thrill…
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Phony sentiments Sail away From this cursed strand of flesh Cooked Beyond all repair As the world defers Alive and fully aware I rest In a trove Of castaway souls The dismembered hearts Who stream ragged Into a pulp, of their former selves I sing in the company Of sullen wretches Born, from the mire…
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It is all But a hollow endeavor A rouse, thoughtfully crafted At the lowest end of night My paths sway In scheming hands Before swarms Who starve for peril It is all A half-hearted effort A derailed excursion Fated to dwell In the folds of rust To steadily fade Into exhaustion’s snares Where full reveries…
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Deadweight crushes My dormant crumbling world The solace I coddle deep within I am king Keeper of stalled And worthless thoughts Immobile In the bustling scourge of day Mute forevermore Childlike and barren Among lush And prosperous kin My mind is awash A fuming carcass Interned in an era So hopelessly lost
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Through reveries Of blended neon Blurred Beyond all recognition I persevere Lively and full Consumed by the sparks Of young delirium Heartache wavers Beneath their ominous And toxic glow Bellowing For the ear of eternity Through the greater sprawl Of my beleaguered thoughts I am stripped of all worry Singed to bare bones By the…
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I am desolate Parched and unsound A sprawling hell Of blistering regrets Sparse words Are my glimmering prize The lonely plague In each drained horizon And there is nothing more But these few remnants Of a world So effortlessly spent
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Perspiring in buckets I choke on my raging pulse To ridicule’s grueling Untiring refrain For my every bruise My faulty, disfigured bends I pay in streams Shed, to each swift lash of words Tongue-tied and indisposed The anthem climbs Like a wafting Imperial rag But it is not cowardice Which spawns The tremors I keep…
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Among this tattered lot I find solace Bold and stern As a rag Peacefully discarded Left to reap Every morsel of vile With eyes upward bound I overrun With undue pride Thoughtlessly strewn Atop skewering Mountains of rust My home Rests far from grief For the mind trudges Through the joyful springs of old
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I’ve plunged To new and sinister depths Into the arms of a refuge I’ve never truly known Time Was but a trivial blur As I sank with fervor Speeding, for the certainty of dark I’ve propelled myself Far too young Filled, with juvenile haste For the care of onlookers Helplessly enthralled By their cruel and…
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