Shackled and chained…
here we remain,
down in the dirt…
the state of now – unable to subvert.
Sight – to see,
blind to what’s free,
our conscience thought,
contorted by what we were taught.
This is not truth,
look passed the noise,
find your passion,
and a false self – you’ll avoid


Pretty Things


Beautiful things are to be admired…
man – with his beautiful face…
woman – with her pretty lips & steady brow…

The difference between the two being…
a woman loves with her ears,
make her laugh and you’ll strip away her fears…
a man loves with his eyes,
everything inevitably comes down to size…

but be patient – the gentleman comes – with time

Im so fucking sorry

Struggling with the hate you now feel,
my mind weeps – while my body can no longer conceal…
the emotions felt and tears shared,
And all I wanted was to show you the I still cared.
If you only knew the pain at my disposal,
to turn my once thought proposal,
into a deserted land of a life once so hopeful.
The comfort of time is no promising thought,
turning from our years so lovingly fought,
into a present –  I wish I could gouge my heart out and be left to rot

the curve of my daisy

grasping my neck with your invisible hold,
you walk away – forcing me to watch it unfold,
paralyzed – while your teeth begin to dig deeper,
sinking into the ground as I call you my reaper.
The degradation of one’s heart,
leads me to writing poetry in the dark,
wishing for the end – as I fall to the floor,
discovering death is not serene – its a rapping at the door.
Monstrous fancies and misshapen dreams,
love and passion are nothing but short-lived extremes,
our moment in the sun came at a devastating cost,
realizing the brutality of a love now and forever lost


The kiss we shared was of a haunting nature,
thoughts of your supple lips with their lingering flavor,
a world unfocused – the reality of the day,
tortured by the words that I can no longer say.
Eyes of wondering women pierce my vision,
and if I had to choose – I think you’d know my decision,
I want to regret that moment we shared,
but I know in that moment you truly cared,
Hate – I’d like to feel,
maybe – it’d be harder for my heart to steal,
such an emotion is unimaginable to me,
fore you were the one that helped me believe

Everlasting Permanence


You were the one that saved me from complacency,
revised the tide of an everlasting insurgency,
you gave me the hope which all should aspire,
to lose you now – dooms me to a life much more dire.

As I would take – you would give,
when you would love – I would live,
there was nothing your presence could misgive.

Now – without you – my life – I attempt – to retake,
but how – when I envision you – all I do it ache?

Forced to walk this path alone,
all I think of is you – through this journey of the unknown,
no more regard for my own well-being,
wonder if there’s more to you I will be seeing


Preach to the scene,
take a snap,
insurance – ensuring your humanity’s intact,
are you truly at peace – if everything is on screen?
Privacy of the day,
equals – conveying everything to be relayed,
you are not yourself,
you are the puppet – with strings leading into an Insta frame.
A stolen moment,
and you choose to create an opponent,
not within yourself but to those who choose to scroll it.
This happiness is yours,
but you allow to share,
prying eyes,
creates nothing but a moment lasting nowhere