Lick the flames
Scorch me good
Nostrils clogged with fumes
Yet I inhale - like a fool
Enclose me - lock me in
Engulf - drag me deep within
Taunt my thoughts
Exploit my flaws
Take me to heights
Deep as the ocean floor
Trigger me - fight or flight
Not oxygen
Immersion - I need more
May 25
May 25, 2026 at 12:17 PM UTC
Breathe
Open up your eyes and let the oxygen in
Open up your mind and let the anxiety go
Open up your heart and it fly
Open up your soul and let go of the grudge
Put it on your sleeves, don't be afraid
that is where it's supposed to be
but only for the special few
don't hold back because you only live once
take it in, take it slow
if you must, then keep it on the down low
Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 1:45 PM UTC
I miss who I was with you
You were the orange in my blue
To me, I had finally found a peaceful home
To you, I was a mere quest to conquer and hone
To you have latched onto like a baby to a ******
A wave of warmth, but to you, I was a little ripple
I mourn memories of us
I wish more wasn't what I lust
Humorously, I wouldn't change a thing
Finally, I pray you find a love that makes your heart sing
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 1:31 PM UTC
Oh, little song, hear my voice.
Oh, little song, fill this void.
Wash away the lies I tell myself
Wash the self-doubt that plagues my sight
Sweet young melody, alter my mood
Sweet young melody, help me reach the moon
Cleanse this world and make it anew
Better yet, cleanse me and make me part of the few
The few that enjoy their suffering
The few that believe their lies
Oh, little ol' song, hear my voice.
Oh, little ol' song, fill this void.
Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 9:21 AM UTC
Bliss my master
I plead for the early release
Pleasure my confidant
I have paid my dues and fees
Felicity, my cell mate
Here is where my verse ends
Nirvana, my perfect escape
My dream of ecstasy
Elysium of pain
The benefits of temporary gain
Dionysus
The duality that lives within us
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 1:07 AM UTC
My kingdom once safe and calm
Now consumed with sorrow and solemn song
My kingdom once filled
With guards and knights
Now protected by broken walls
'Cause one lonesome night
Masked intruders bared gifts
All a mirage - skilled thieves
A cruel reminder, a sick twist
Stained gowns. Blooded fists
Reinforce all with iron and steel
Think twice before you steal
My knights no more weak nor meek
Come armed, you'll find what you seek
Treason by one, treason by all
My wrath shall make you tremble and fall.
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 12:24 PM UTC
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the most lost of them all
Curved and twisted, drag me away
Confused and tormented, what witchcraft made me stay
Dearie, dearie far away
Your light escaped me, please come my way
Darkness and Eerie my only friends
Coo me, guide me to sweet end
Come now, come now
- a beautiful sight
I will welcome you, embrace you
- no longer fight
This life has won
I will rest in peace
- silently gone
Oct 25, 2025
Oct 25, 2025 at 1:09 AM UTC
I ran, I walked, I crawled
In an attempt to escape the inevitable fall
To release myself from this dreadful hold
To flee from the torture of it all
But the farther I ran, the closer you stood
I sank in defeat, I had done all that I could
I wriggled, I tossed, I turned
From your uncomfortable warmth
Your touch gifted - it burned
I screamed, I cried & finally I was silenced
Into the arms of another
That held a familiar imminence
May 10, 2025
May 10, 2025 at 12:45 PM UTC
I think I loved the idea of you more than the truth—
A soft echo of someone who could cradle my pain
Because I thought broken things recognized each other,
That your scars might speak to mine in silent refrain.
I gravitated to your shadows,
Hoping you'd find comfort in mine.
You spoke in riddles of a past laced with sorrow,
So I imagined your touch would be kind—
Calloused, yes, but careful.
Hurt, but healing.
Damaged, but desiring redemption.
At first, you seemed gentle—
Your eyes held the tremble of haunted things,
And I, foolish, took your trembling for tenderness.
But your gentleness was only armor,
Polished just enough to dazzle my wounds.
Soon, I learned the tale was not Beauty and the Beast,
But tragedy staged under flickering torchlight.
I was no saving grace—
And you?
You were not a beast longing to be loved,
But a man armed with Macbeth’s sword,
Dripping guilt and ghost-drenched rage.
I stood like a castle crumbling at the gate,
Frantically calling for a prince who had long since fled.
I looked for the boy in your stories,
The soft one beneath the blood and bone—
But he was a phantom,
A lullaby sung to silence suspicion.
And I?
I was a soldier clinging to a war that had ended
Long before I arrived.
You gave me a kiss that felt like safety
But left me bruised with echo.
You gave me gold—but it crumbled to dust
The moment I touched it with truth.
So now I stand here,
Blowing kisses to a wall
That never kissed me back.
May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
I lie here still
Waiting for me to meet me
Where I am sat
I lie here hallow
Losing hope for what can full this gaping hole
I am told that, that should be me
But how do I do that
When I don't believe it
I lie here still, defeated
Apr 29, 2025
Apr 29, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC