Once more upon the breach, I suppose;
I find my hatred surging in me,
Vitriol and spittle no longer in repose
And the demon they call us set free.
For every step forward we take
We seem destined an eternal fall back,
Everything that made me better, fake,
And I find forgiveness is something I lack.
They call us a thousand awful things,
Each shouted from behind a mirror, cracked.
In delight, this murderous mob sings
Of the **** and ****** they felt they lacked
Yet they refuse to take their own blame.
Better it be us they mark and defame,
To further justify keeping hell the same
And keeping it under the same old name.
My family is large, aflood with those
Across the seas that feel this pain
More closely than I do. For now.
But that family's time is close,
Each one's worth now torn in twain
As their killers prepare to endow
Their nepotistic filth with all
That we used to call our own.
Freedom to be, locked behind this wall
Of bitterness and revenge you've sown.
My family will fight to live.
I will fight to live.
Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 9:34 AM UTC
Nearly five months now, I've worked this way,
And it's finally taken it's toll.
My heart was open.
My soul is bared.
And now my mind is bare.
A full year was beyond me,
But I'm satisfied with what I've done.
May 22, 2022
May 22, 2022 at 3:17 PM UTC
I strive to create,
Yet my canvas remains clean.
Curse this temporary fate;
As an artist, I feel second-rate.
May 21, 2022
May 21, 2022 at 4:45 PM UTC
Clear, ever flowing,
The river coursing through me;
Carving it's own path.
May 20, 2022
May 20, 2022 at 6:39 PM UTC
A void brings nothing but pain,
This, I find, rings true throughout me.
A heart split in twain,
A stomach running empty.
Yet it's when my head feels full,
That it chooses to announce dismay;
It racks and beats against my skull,
And announces intent to stay.
May 19, 2022
May 19, 2022 at 2:56 PM UTC
Music of the soul
Carried aloft amidst winds
Leaves me feeling blue
May 18, 2022
May 18, 2022 at 5:02 PM UTC
Pen touches paper
As the sun kisses the horizon
Fulfilling an empty promise
To see this ritual through
May 17, 2022
May 17, 2022 at 11:18 PM UTC
The day has been stressful,
And my head feels overfull.
This blank page before me taunts me,
I can't seem to work thoughts free.
Alas, I'll write of this woe instead,
Begone dark thoughts within my head!
May 16, 2022
May 16, 2022 at 1:39 PM UTC
Even as my eyes grow ever-tired;
I'll stay awake this evening through.
I don't want to miss a moment with you.
May 15, 2022
May 15, 2022 at 1:26 PM UTC
A solipsistic onlooker
Viewing an isolated world.
It creeped through the darkness to me,
Only just perceptible to mine eye,
Yet present all the same.
As I looked closer, I could see it clear,
Clearer perhaps than I should,
I could see right on through it;
To another just behind.
There were two here all along,
Yet at first believed myself alone.
It wasn't a change in perspective,
I haven't moved an inch,
But focusing revealed more...
And more... and more... and more
Three, five, nine, eleven...
It's difficult to keep track;
Every open space occupied,
Every pocket suffocated,
Yet I somehow refused to see them.
Perhaps
These Ghosts
Are more real,
Than I gave them
The due credit;
They're everywhere
Everything.
May 14, 2022
May 14, 2022 at 8:24 AM UTC