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From the ashes Guilt, blared its dismay While the winds belowed Their murderous refrain The smoke climbed With a hungry vigor Scouring for the young Their grim hearts Driven, to the furnace of mayhem Docile voices Were claimed With the greatest haste As the earth Madly quivered In each thoughtless Crater spawned Thundering heroes Knew…
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I thrive Rooted, in three prong sockets Coursing with the world And all its fine bounty My flesh remains Loyal to stagnation As these hollow eyes dart And roam, with curious vigor Hunched forth With lips ajar As the living set sail As the callous expire Without a sound My being unravels In the zombiesque…
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The wind raids my lungs As my frame tussles In the chokehold of sleep Sprung awake Into the clutches of night I ponder What could have been For slumber Has bid a hasty farewell And I have not The stomach to return Ghastly dreams Plague the endless dark In the foyer of reveries Where delusion …
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Procede Is the ascending chorus Blaring with vigor In the aft of my mind The unwavering glow Amidst the mire of angst A defiant outpost Ever-brazen Against each gust of torment It is the stoic banner Proudly aflutter Charging forth Into the fray Swelling, all valor within Procede Jolts me forth And I jet away…
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Through the day’s rolling waves I remain Clung to stagnation Unmoved in the surge Of daily strangers The casual chatter Of aimless passersby My placid nerves Are the conquest Of coddled fear The terror I cradle In the folds Of my tattered psyche By my own hands I am rendered motionless Retaining the world’s bounty…
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Through the daily spiral We accelerate Until the world blends To a colorful pulp Faster and faster Our insides churn In our maddening Tiring descent We are to be The lost scavengers Of a world undone When the skies fade As we scale deeper down To our primal lows To the depths of our being…
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I unravel in the eyes of kin In their sorrowful glares Swelled with empathy For I am the juvenile curse That ensares the conscience And thieves the honest of slumber They are called to arms In my distress Quick to unsheath Their timeless remedies But I do not heed For I’ve strayed too far For…
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A life well-lived Is the crown jewel I yearn for To grow weary with age And to wither thoughtlessly Beyond the roads I’ve tattered with inquiry I’ll disolve peacefully With a mind shroud in wonder Beyond the waves I’ve cleaved with eagerness The dark shall fall Graciouly, kind, and sweet I implore to be drawn…
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Like scalding magma The panic surged Raised from the caverns Of my guilt-laden conscience And yet Onward I trailed Through the sweltering hellscape I knew by name As wreckless thoughts Raved madly within Blistering my insides With the coursing of young distress Still I trailed Maimed and ragged Toiling forward Drenched in dismay I strived…
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I pass through Graciously Sparing the living Of my sorrowful regrets I loom peacefully Catatonic And depart with ease Uprooted, from solid ground My role Is that of a timid breeze Thriving faintly In the aft of hectic minds The untroubled living Must never know Of the trembling breath I draw They must carry on…
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