When The Jealousy Burns

When you go to bed at night just before you turn off the lightdid the sadness ring your alarm, oh mistrustful anxious harm.The mind is deviously obedient, conspicuously those ingredientnow conjuring monsters at will, then watching the conflict spill. With a harden heart before the hostile splash, your relationshiptimber being render to ash, the debrisContinue reading “When The Jealousy Burns”

Your Darkness

We all hide our secrets, from the world outsidehiding from the fear of ridicule, to the lost of pride.Our demons call out our shames, while we lie to ourself’s in vain, the only gain, is avoiding the pain. Although your willing to look still you refuse to seeyes! in the bed your demons lay downContinue reading “Your Darkness”

Payment In Kind For The Wrong On The Time Line

  The sun made it’s old familiar arch at the beginning of this day in its own particular way like the buzz of the bee before the sting that’s coming your way.   While storm clouds are brewing from the past your waiting on its lash because the past and present have crashed.    TheContinue reading “Payment In Kind For The Wrong On The Time Line”

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!Continue 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 whileContinue reading “Those Who See What They Want to be”

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 beastContinue reading “The Cry Of The Crow”