If It Be Thy Will

I bleed before his will, a fear of death in the night’s chill. Will the haunts of a desperate deed, seek your soul for the sowing of thy seed. The solitary suspicion, illuminating transition wicked yearnings screaming from divine burnings. This scornful madness among the selfish sadness, casted this shadow upon your brood! the devil’sContinueContinue reading “If It Be Thy Will”

The Fool I Was About The Cost Of Love

The gravity of a harden heart, this irrationality that pride would refuse a fresh start. The fierce focus in my lack of forgiveness, the imprudence of my denial would not improve this. This scornful selfishness deceived my anxious mind, I now taste the sourness in sadness a reward that’s all mine My need of thatContinueContinue reading “The Fool I Was About The Cost Of Love”

Conflicted Sexuality, Conforming To Who’s Reality

That chill rolling down the spine in your back, the sting in the cries for things you lack, this malicious waste within a weary heart must it be, oh nefarious bi-curious can that be. This trouble you struggle among society’s steamy rubble, you live in a restricted bubble, hostile but hopeful your industrious but notContinueContinue reading “Conflicted Sexuality, Conforming To Who’s Reality”

The Sham In Who I Am

Where within lies this articulate arrogance, brazenly antagonistic said the evidence, then amusingly boorish yet barren but brilliant, creatively clairvoyant with the bullshit. This curious current of impulsiveness, is oppressively electrifying in its explosiveness, so said that sad song of the fool when his money is gone, oh! but then I could be wrong. AContinueContinue reading “The Sham In Who I Am”