She called out to the thorns and thistles pricked the reality of me it was not to be. Defiant shame bored thy blunted name harsh hated seeds bitter forgotten needs Malice of hearts in the unsweetened fruits envy’s frustrated pursuits among dying roots. Hush the hostile swarms are elated! overly jaded an unforgiving painful tooth agitatedContinueContinue reading “Love Denied I Died Inside”
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When Caution Is Not An Option
What will you gain in the midst of sorrow and pain the stains of rain drain the will, this life of ill. Tense the tempted spite breeds repulsive delight casting its shadow over the outrage, if you engage. Concede the reluctant relief twice-born from grief skillfully how trepidation constrains disbelief, its brief Perturb pesky panicContinueContinue reading “When Caution Is Not An Option”
The Sting Of Bee Or A Dog’s Ticks And Fleas
Why must I chase the cat? Passion denied conceded pride starting all over again tell the lie give it try its do or die so let the games begin. She’s fearlessly loyal gleefully unsoiled no need to boil you will shout if the truth comes out she’ll run no doubt. You inconsiderate pain slightlyContinueContinue reading “The Sting Of Bee Or A Dog’s Ticks And Fleas”
Life Lived In Sin Payment Begins
Come home my child I have been waiting on thee Silences breed contempt among the discontented let me be clear compassion falls on a deaf ear. When anger presents its aim to never relent the spreading of fear, hates intent is always clear. The views from the mountaintop will never go for not If the goodwill ofContinueContinue reading “Life Lived In Sin Payment Begins”
What you lack I Offer, Turn Your Back Before You Falter
Those hollowing calls, in the Truth all else will be resolved raging the realm of reasonable substitutions, its retribution. Pride prompting principles preposterous when not contemptible drowning in unethical repute scornful the foolishness we salute Recklessness is in fashion, it’s nefarious so how did this happen oppressed opinions if obedient now hostile it’s justContinueContinue reading “What you lack I Offer, Turn Your Back Before You Falter”
Life Was Bleak Said The Twitter Tweet
There are no doubts how quickly we’ll tune out or zoom in while being consumed from within. When the truth becomes stranger than fiction add your pain pill addiction, reality! in submission. By the code of truth or dare hell, no one really cares drunk or stone drowning in fear, your crises was clear. Yo!ContinueContinue reading “Life Was Bleak Said The Twitter Tweet”
Those Who See What They Want to be
Come to terms with internal strife the audible concerns past moments in life. The dull duet of disharmony within disputes the lag it’s sad who tags the issues we refute. I’m the Sandymancan your poet with a plan when the shit hits the fan its then you must stand. The consensus within any conversation whileContinueContinue reading “Those Who See What They Want to be”
The Lord Lost Is Your Only Cost
Sunlight penetrates across the sky a mother’s smile the child knows why. When shadows spring forth from distortion creatures! ugly features from this contortion. The last vestiges of our past those grains of sand through the hourglass. So what’s in a deed it’s feast or bleed whether you try or cry comes the dayContinueContinue reading “The Lord Lost Is Your Only Cost”
The Cry Of The Crow
The cruelty of crisis crows fanciful fairy tales and foes thy impulse! imaginary illusions improvised conclusions. The dramatic deeds dreading detection in my reflections familiar myths mask confusion my unfounded resolution. My nemesis narrations, oracle distorting stable foundations a poisonous plot, conspirators draw lots! delusional I’m not. In awe of the beauty in this beastContinueContinue reading “The Cry Of The Crow”
Failure To Plan No Direction At Hand
How will you get to where you want to go when you never made a plan to make it so. Going to a store to buy what you don’t need no problem making plans before you proceed. That Unmotivated dream that’s in your head when lacking an action plan its already dead. Goals unplanned in a bubble,ContinueContinue reading “Failure To Plan No Direction At Hand”
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