A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End

Mum’s this mythic muse inaudible harmonics in articulated interpretations When wisdom concedes dubious foul-mouthed fracas before confusing speculations   Feeling the wear and tear time scrapes and scolds weathered skin breaks in the cold The surreal symphony of syllable never said at death a life in review never once had I said I love you. Continue reading “A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End”

Sympathy Before Grief, Agony before Peace

The eerie effects of neglect, an emotional embrace, and its effects when hallowed haunted hardships start, despair in broken hearts. Anguish’s gnawing grasp will beseech, anger lash defies one’s belief deification! disillusionment’s dedication in frustrated contemplation. These confinements of sympathy before grief, agony before peace flowers for the frantic fools forsaken, jaded gratitude’s anticipation. MourningContinue reading “Sympathy Before Grief, Agony before Peace”

He Who Would Be King

Empty heads wicked hearts oh vile frail! fallow men vipers we plucked, maggot infused flesh festering rut. Look into the shallow inners of this beast! no release, fanatic cries! zealots, not herd, agony! should be stirred. We speak his evil will, your succubus will conceal her ills in a roll of the dice wraith! isContinue reading “He Who Would Be King”

Grief’s Strains Within Sorrow’s Pain

The kiss of tears tracing the tracked curves in cheeks, the anguish ache in agony’s aftermath is now complete. Dread distressing clear skies reaffirm the dire in disbelief, in the belly of the fire, whispering whimper looks for relief. I’m jaded the tolling taps of time mourning remembrance, vexing! vulnerable now voided vigil’s vow ofContinue reading “Grief’s Strains Within Sorrow’s Pain”

Bartender! One For The Road

Critically conflicted! the frailty in those fragile fragmented memories, this adhesive affliction, an admonished addiction lacking redemption. Delirious! dismal distill depression, the broken dreams from deception, the chaos of emotions, a jaw of life extraction read the news caption. Overdose! those on the rocks overindulgence! convulsive explosions, oh twisted bodies of wrecked life’s the bloodContinue reading “Bartender! One For The Road”

Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

My lust cries out to your scent upon the wind, you failed to give in, you burn under my skin. Your demands your bold my pride l fold, I demand to come in, you burn under my skin. Your eyes they tease, on my knees I say please, you are my sin! you burn underContinue reading “Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin”

Cries In The Night, My Desperate Plight

Those gathering storm clouds, extinguishing my life that should have been, is this the end. Distant memories collected through turbulent waves over time, your kiss! is no longer mine. Volatile winds; scattering the flames of passion, those smothering ashes as it happens. Standing on the edge of this abyss, the rhythm in a life that noContinue reading “Cries In The Night, My Desperate Plight”

The UN Spoken Pack In an Anxiety Attack

For those who will not know oh volatile shaking of the inner core, this fearing of the UN named, the tear stains from crying in vain. swollen eyes bear witness to weary hearts being left in the dark, those blaring trumpets of dread will spread, it’s how terror is fed. ​Glib is the UN graciousContinue reading “The UN Spoken Pack In an Anxiety Attack”

Emotional Trust Now Blowing Dust

When peering into the darkness when it calls on to thee, I will see not the need in her touch she placed upon me. This shroud that’s concealing wants denied, this burdens placed upon my heart by my burning pride. Yes! this nectar dripping tryst within your lustful drenching bliss, still I hear those cries in your past lies before we kiss.Continue reading “Emotional Trust Now Blowing Dust”

Cat And Mouse I’m Food, It’s Rude

Eyes bleeding naked from a kiss, this sting of pain your wrath! restrains, the hummingbird sings. When you pealed the flesh from my wounds, deciding my doom! the delicate bouquet you’ve placed on my tome. In your chests beats the heart of a beast claws and fangs built for the feast, before cries that matters the lease. YourContinue reading “Cat And Mouse I’m Food, It’s Rude”