Oh, Agony, how sweet the sound
Of dreary tears as they pound the ground
The bitter sweet sorrow, of a breaking tomorrow
Of A Shattered Dream
Painted across the sky
In effervescent hues
Of black and grey
A seemingly endless menagerie
Of white hot thunder
Singing the madness away

If I could express
In the most eloquent way
The need I suppress
To hate you every day

The Simple Alignment
Of pen on paper
A simple consignment
Of words to vapour

My god, the darkness that broils behind this grin
The dark resentment, every present within

But I digress
I smile and whittle away
Accepting the stress
That comes with every day
No matter the anger
That singes me like a lit cigar
No matter the danger
Of that burning to my heart

I smile, grin and bear it so to say
Till one day I snap, and throw it all away
Toss it to the wind, that cold bitter grey
Till its whipping envelops me
Its pressure that of an endless sea
Until the earth connects, and I cease to be
God have mercy, set me free

A biography?
You dare speak the word?
Nothing but iconography
Simply absurd
This is nothing
But an eloquent display
Of petty posturing
Not my forte
So speak your incantations
Your brazen bitter biography
Drizzle it in honey
And paint me a picture
**Of who you would like to be

I swim in a sea of ice
Below frozen waves
Bitter currents entice
Darkness saves
Where silence reigns
Below the surface
Swept up in chains
Light alerts us
To Freedoms cry
It seeks to stray
Into our lonely minds
We fade away
Out of sight
Out of mind
Fading Light
A dying kind

I am Agony
In a broken cup
I am regret
Burning up
I am rage
Seeping through
I am poison
Sinking in
The hollow cracks
Of your broken skin

I am Disease
And I am lust
Infectious will
Do Not Trust

Swim with me to the bottomless depths
Below the surface
Where father time forgets
No rhyme or purpose
No name or sound
Just the waves
To no currents are we bound
Past the graves
Where old ships lie
Silent still
Solitude the ocean's cry
Simply swim
Past the iron shore
Where ashes rest
Memory waits no more
Its steely crest
But forgotten lore
Memory rests
Above the ocean's roar

I take comfort
In the feel of an empty chair
I take pleasure
Knowing that no one is there
I am happy
With the silence that reigns supreme
I enjoy
Living life an empty dream

This is it
My silent sorrow
This is me
Alone yesterday, now and tomorrow
Simply life
A shallow hole, my heart beats hollow
A dying bird
*A ruined swallow