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Discontent blossoms Through these frail Withering floorboards Contorted Slithering Skewering the quiet And haggard sliver of home These roots never tire They steamroll on Laying claim To the final few Morsels of hope Rapture My beleaguered And former state Is wrung To its last Each hour I fall away from courage
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A strange calamity Obscures The fair world I retain And little remains For these starved Ever-roving eyes These truth-harboring panes Are plagued With jagged roads of crimson For I’ve allowed The steady drum of anguish To distort once true and proud Melodies of rapture Offbeat and battered And ground To a withering heap My peace…
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Apart I sailed With free roots fluttering Hoisted in pride To peacefully bask Devoid Of once precious kin “No longer” Was shed in joy Despite The chill of silence The drone Of a solitary dream The lone and endless reply
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I bear the hard scowl Of gradual Self-annihilation Born from the womb Of these nihilist years Frittered, in the aft Of malnourished thoughts A trying surf Lays claim To these turbulent limbs And each artery thrives Full With scalding concern As the remedy trails In steady pursuit Gilded black The silent noose Each day, I…
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I yearn To slip blissfully From this ragged maze of ruin To drain away Every gilded offering From the fiery snares Of our ravenous world I dream to claim Every thriving morsel Of sheer satisfaction Before the toll Of my careful demise And the cull Of impatient dusk
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Our words flourished With reckless hate With a raging tide Of undue scorn As we heartlessly Skewered our wayward foe And peeled away The layers, of far-gone brothers Fragile strangers Were our treasured prey The plentiful feast Sprawled before, our hawkish eyes For we’ve buried Our frail sense of dismay Beneath, the bloodied mounds Of…
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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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