I have scars of life
mostly self inflicted
bad judgement of youth
just accidental addicted
to a crack ******* pipe
and Satan's debauchery
Eden's fruit now ripe
Eve offers her cherry.

I don't get along
with my own rage
mostly I disassociate
rather then engage

Still my rage is in here
looking for a breach
of all my multi intelligence
rage is the hardest to teach!

Let me take a moment
to navigate this maze
there's so much more to living
than some festering heated rage

No one need reminding
rage can be quite blinding
but I am not a complete slave
I will keep my rage
caged!
(and off your page)

I feel as if I’ve died
All these emotions
Destroying me from inside
Keeping things bottled up
I’m bound to erupt
I walk the ledge
Dipping my fingers in and out of reality  
Trying to find pieces of myself  
Trying to keep balance
Trying to find beauty
In my ashes

Reblessing the virtues
that time can’t bestow
Heaven awakens
a world far below

The sinner is sainted
the prophet a king
Words join in prayer
as eternity sings

The order reorders
from many comes one
Voices uniting
in breath zero sum

Moments rechristen
epiphany reigns
Fruition is sating  
—in His holy name

(Dreamsleep: July, 2023)