As above, so below,
So I ask which way does the Acheron flow?
I am jealous of your dreams,
Even ones will hollow screams.
While you close your eyes at night,
Pulling the covers up so tight,
The vivid images in your mind,
I lay in bed; dreams in a bind.
Must I only dream while awake?
It's a nightmare; I'm about to break.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 9:23 PM UTC
Left of Center,
Or Center Right?
Neither one ever felt like me,
Nor any of the other three...
No one moral, all insane,
Voting always seemed a pain.
Gangs of red and blue,
Mocking those that imitate you...
Unwilling to see the mirror,
All you do is look down and sneer.
I listen as you all sound dumb,
And to thee I bite my thumb...
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 4:34 AM UTC
Sometimes I get a false hope,
My problems fade, and I think "dope",
It's never been hanging from a rope,
Don't fall for the suicide troupe...
It's all just a play for you,
It will never come true,
Even the one thing that you see as a clue,
My wrist, the person who did it, I didn't sue...
I always knew I had an out,
All I need do is shout,
To write MY words of anger and rage,
It was up to the teachers and principals to turn the mother ******* page
And act THEIR age
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 3:52 AM UTC
I found your head when you cut it off,
brains on the street; hosed it off,
carried you out after you passed asleep,
packed your wound; "yeah, you cut deep."
held your hand after your crash,
hit the tree at 75; feet up on the dash,
I gave you respect you didnt earn,
well, i never got my turn...
Why am I the problem now to you?
was it that i only served a "few"?
how many dead babies can you do?
i burned out early, get the clue?
I did it all for free,
while less trained people charge a fee?
oh, there is a problem that I see...
flesh of a dead god, that's your glee?
Sep 5, 2025
Sep 5, 2025 at 12:19 AM UTC
Sliding, gliding, just a squelch,
Firmer, faster, almost a belch,
Deeper, steeper, I start to whine,
After this I will be fine...
Sharpest thing I could find,
A bullet did cross my mind,
Scalpel unskilled in another hand,
Lethal precision what I had planned.
I little further past the bone,
You try and reach me on the phone,
"Let's start fresh, a whole new start."
A moment late, I removed my heart....
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 1:06 PM UTC
I need a good start,
So I can heal my heart,
I need a good start,
To make me feel smart.
I need a good day,
The one that makes you stay,
I need a good day,
One to take the pain away,
I need a good night,
The kind where we don't fight,
I need a good night,
Just to make the world right.
I need a good end,
That breaks me of this trend,
I need a good end,
So my heart will mend.
I need to be okay,
It's been hard with you away,
I need to be okay,
... Okay?
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 10:52 PM UTC
Empty thoughts racing,
In my room left pacing,
Screaming out "I'm spacing."
BP low I felt it drop,
Heart rate sits 130 top,
Head spinning, will it stop?
With each rising I start to fall,
Who am I left to call,
I've hurt everyone, you all.
Words I said to make a point,
You would think I smoked a joint,
Or was the one God did anoint.
A demon grin upon my face,
All my sins only you can erase.
Yet my heart still you trace,
Welcome to my final embrace.
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
A trip I take,
A dream, I break.
A normal day?
Yeah, no way...
A building anger,
A squeezing bind.
I am in danger,
Inside my mind.
I reach out for help,
My hand outstretched,
I heard you yelp,
My stomach wretched.
I flee in fear.
My world gone dark.
Now, it is oh so clear,
I had let out a vile bark.
My words you mistook,
My tone you didn't know.
My energy is all it took,
So now I should go...
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 1:47 AM UTC
Knights in black,
poke the dragon in the eye.
He doesn't blink,
nor scream or cry.
He tried to slumber,
now merely plays pretend.
Death his daydream,
this worlds only end.
The knights move on,
their thirsts now quenched,
drinking water from stone.
The dragon lays there still entrenched.
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 8:31 PM UTC
A dragon in my head has snorted,
Vile plumes of acrid ooze.
A great wall he built brick by brick,
Laying them upon his back.
Stacking layer year by year,
That is what got me here.
Taking blame for all your wrongs,
Eating the hatred from the throngs.
Bricks all left unsorted,
protecting all he has to lose.
Just one more stack that's the trick,
He wont be able to move, just one more stack.
From in this world he heard a tear,
He cast aside all his fear,
lifting his brow to find the cause,
Not daring to move and let it all fall.
His tomb, his throne, his resting place,
Now his pulpit, from where to speak.
Hearing his stirring people quake,
His eyelid opens, the earth does shake.
A little yawn, a stretch of feather,
"Settle down" his rousers tremble,
"go back to sleep, you'll scare the children."
Stir him again, next time he'll smirk.
May 4, 2025
May 4, 2025 at 12:18 AM UTC