Tag Archives: Fantasy

Fractured Dreams Its Halloween

This is the night of the black cat and ghastly spellsin every child’s closet the boogie-man waits and chillsBewitching broom hovering over bubbling brimstone brewadd a clove of garlic before your children go into the stew The candles are lit as the floor creaks, cackle at the gnarlscobwebs and cockroaches’ antics will be here tomorrowBloodContinue reading “Fractured Dreams Its Halloween”

Can You Cope Hell! Get On The Boat

God’s Not Here, Soon To Be Clear Abandon all hope, come forth the buoyancy of evil now cloakedfeed this beast of burden, a live stock unknown by the herdsman.Sober those Uncivil will reap the uprooted wisdom of the unwillingthe reluctant ungrateful! the intolerance of the reckless and hateful. Worry the wicked are watchful, vicious forContinue reading “Can You Cope Hell! Get On The Boat”

Prey For The Predator

Darkness Deathly Sins Your mind’s eye can peel the waste of flesh from your soul the barren heart bears the brunt of the cold before it scolds Weep for weakness that rots the will while shame lays still fear the pace of this discourse, your screams have no voice Stripped! your nakedness, such wretchedness willContinue reading “Prey For The Predator”

When It Begins Who Makes it To The End

Never once shall you concede from grief will you bleed born! from the seeds of your deeds. For the lessor of men who would deny a woman’s love a fool is never accused of being smart, still proving that you are not! Such layers of shame peeling the husk before adjudication now thy hesitation cowardly hidingContinue reading “When It Begins Who Makes it To The End”

If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me

Nameless narrations before artificial condemnation, my situation fearing the unspoken path among the tokens of my tainted past. Created diversions my unwanted conversion, consuming perversion still, I chose neither meek or discreet, can’t repeat unwilling to delete. The crowd is what a fool believes redemption a tease! if you please aroused? ruckus rubbish never admitContinue reading “If it Matters To Thee, Then It’s Not In Me”