And the sweat dribbles
across the pages
upon which my pen
has started scribbling again.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 12:39 AM UTC
Those moments you never want to end
when the snaps come on beat
the lights not too bright
That moment when wishes
come true in your mind’s eye
and everything becomes clear
I never want
to escape this feeling
that slowly leaks out
As the night passes and morning comes
only fleeting memories remind
of the night before.
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 12:19 AM UTC
Little by little the raindrops fall
little by little you see me.
Underneath the sheer
veil of doubt
I watch as my dreams fall
apart.
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
Dimmed lights shine
from layers of glass
Wrapped in
a never ending illusion
We walk everyday
on our own feet
Yet we rely on so much
that isn't us.
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
Sometimes, I see myself
Glass shards reflecting back
Fractured crimson landscapes
I watch myself
Salty equations sliding down hills
Psychotic half-ass smiles
Sometimes I think I’m him
A perfect image imposed
I’m going crazy too
I dream happily
Of crimson covering my land
And the blank screen that ensues
Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 11:56 PM UTC
It used to spin from
the webs of my mind
Dripping out onto the keys,
stopping time and motion.
But now it ceases
like a new moon,
gone indefinitely,
but silently present.
One day, I hope the sun
rises on this land,
again;
For now, I lie in wait
for it to come galloping back,
filling my night
skies once more.
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 11:04 PM UTC
Time cascades
over skin
Memories played over like
the broken cassette
Notes of ivory slip
and slide
Thoughts fog up
and drip down the drain
Left bare and shivering,
stripped of walls
Scribbles in the mind
fly into tangibility.
You turn off the water
and step out.
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
a light flickers
flits like a moth
from window to window
it goes.
nestled in a nook
shied away from the dark
too frightened to face
it's cracks.
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
A figure pauses,
relapses, moves back.
starts again;
broken childhood, shattered
too soon. others wouldn’t
have seen it coming.
futile attempts to build
dilapidated bridges
fail and burn;
drapes cover you, hiding
away monsters that
lurk within your mind.
armchairs left to rot
in forgotten corners,
orchids withered after a decade.
the lights don’t help.
the noises blind you.
the screaming never ceases.
glimpses of memories,
flash. flash.
flash..
You’ve wasted your time here.
the Devil lives within this empty house.
it’s too late, too late to crawl.
the best you can do is wait.
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC