I wasn’t a prisoner of shackles and uniforms
I was a prisoner of self-doubts and hatred

No more tripping down memory lane for me
It’s about time to start strolling in the now

I’m on the comedown, getting better
decided to step out from under the weather

Silence was an old motto, long forgotten
I have a voice that booms about as loud as my mind nowadays

This big, blue world needs a dab of slow-motion
Plenty of necks have been broken by haste

Every watch and clock has been discarded
I mark every minute based on your giggles

It’s only after meeting you that I’ve started living
It’s only with you that I see myself surviving

Time is a commodity I have no worries about wasting
If I’m golden in your eyes, I’m golden forever

The moment I cut open my hand, fascination overtook every other emotion
Not because it was my blood but because of blood’s very nature
The crimson elixir surges through a body, firing like a piston between veins
An organic drum doubles for a maestro of this red symphony
Within skin, honed by the trials of time, a system of fluidity rages on

Hey babe, it’s me, boy blue
been searching around town for a girl like you
You wrung me out dry, left me to die
Flashin’ that smile ever so sly

Hey babe, it’s me, boy blue
been searching around town for a girl like you
I’ve wasted my time, ditched my mind
gave it all up to get back the grind

Hey babe, it’s me, boy blue
been searching around town for a girl like you
I wanna ask you questions, ask you why
but all you can give me is a cry

Hey babe, it’s me, boy blue
been searching around town for a girl like you
Rip me open, what do you find?
a sorry sap who’s busy being blind

Hey babe, it’s me, boy blue
been searching around town for a girl like you
I’ve had this anger, just let it brew
Baby, find someone new to *****

I know what it’s like when a soul dies
For a Sunday night surprise tainted my pair of heart eyes
On my bed sprawled a man and sweet Clementine
She met his lips with ones that were formerly known as mine

In shock, I hastily began a procedure vaguely resembling a seizure
My mind’s eye saw how I was confused and misused
So quickly came the chill, putting the warm parts of my heart to disuse
A darker side of psyche was ruefully deployed
I turned empty, a void, bona fide schizoid

My fingers now around their throats, I became Death’s harbinger
Love-borne vengeance made corporeal, a cheater’s swan singer
I caught their eyes with mine, bloodred from scornful blame
Turns out souls and bones break quite the same

Me and some friends got high and took a night out on the town
Ducking between seedy spots and screeching cars,
we saw **** like talking dogs and bears in wedding gowns,
sipped down galaxies and chugged cups of stars

They pass around powdered sin, taking a sniff
I’m in the corner, blasting away the clock with guitar riffs
They howl, “buddy, grow some *****”
The Devil tells me to give into their calls

My eyelids randomly decide to droop
My muscles give out and the whole world seems to stoop
Booming speakers submerge my cries
so I simply watch my friends drop like flies

Every pained breath whispers the stench of sweat
I touch my ravaged nose
It’s red and wet
That’s how the story goes

What can I say?
It’s my game to play
Even the purest need a break
I’ll **** up my life for fun’s sake

Touching every ethereal speck, their vision was unwavering
Eyes piercing through imaginary chambers of the brain
Past a feathery dreamscape
Into an explosion of unwavering reality

You look but do not see
You laugh yet are never truly free
Your tears are surreptitious yet speak loudly
You are shy and wear this introvertism proudly
You say “I’m fine” while collapsing into a pile
You experience ceaseless agony with ever a smile

You look but do not see
**The complexity that is me

Smile.

All you have to do is smile
So simple
So easy
When you feel sorrow
Grin away the pain
When the world seems like it’s ending
Let out a bitter chuckle
Just allow that smile to shine
It doesn’t have to be real
Let out a fake smile if that’s what you want
Smirk at the bad things in life
Sneer at the people who try to bring you down
Beam at the ones who make you feel loved
Laugh even if it doesn’t make sense
Laugh because that’s what you want to do
Laugh because you just don’t give a ****

The trees are monsters
The shadows are spectral
The electricity belongs to Wisps
The sun is a Great Dragon’s egg
The moss is Troll skin
The wind is Banshee breath

The girl is a victim for the forest to tear
**and I am her swift, merciful death

I had a gift for heartache
Kept it imprisoned between stanza breaks
For a treat, life is sweet
popped cherries and blown raspberries

No need to bleed out gold on bearskin rugs
No desire for strutting around as soft-serve thugs
We’re different than all the ****** and tools
We’re the ones that shock electricity and frighten ghouls

Complete trust is a must
loyalty too
I ask for a lot
I give you my all

*like kisses beneath the blue

My darling once asked
“What'd happen to a guy if he made me cry?"
I wasn’t in any rush
so right then and there I started to gush:

I’d knock him onto the concrete
Introduce his skull to my feet

No one hurts my baby girl

I’d take a knife and puncture his lungs
Slice off the entirety of his rude tongue

No one hurts my baby girl

I’d shove my thumbs down his eyes
As he’d see the price of heavy lies
"Why?"

**Because no one ever hurts my baby girl

I turned on the rusty engine
purred like you did during those rainy rendezvous
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I gripped a cigarette
warmth reminded me of your inner thighs
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I stuck my head out the window
pretended you were the night air
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I accelerated towards some trees
blood felt like your tears did

It was affection at first sight but I was blind
A little Persian cat with too much on my mind
You give me chills in the sunshine
You hold me tight until everything turns out fine

Your UFO voice abducts all scorn I hold dear
It ices down my raging jealousy and familiar fears
I’m enchanted by your majesty, full-blown smitten
under the mercy of a fuzz-fanged kitten

You and I, kid, we’re one and the same
wondering out loud “who’s to blame?”
I bet if I put my ear to your lips I’d hear the ocean
Keep it coming, you’ve set my heart in perpetual motion

Your rock bottom still soars above everyone else’s clouds
The hushed utterance of your name summons crowds
After breakdowns and a mental mother,
I’ve certainly found myself a permanent lover

Much beyond any gemstone could hope to muster,
your smiles gleam with infinite luster
You’re moonlight dripping at a cemetery
Fearsome waves propelling my life’s ferry

I’ll be your constant, your Northern Star
A comforting presence to be found regardless of where you are
You’re my #1 gal, the only one I need
The lone rebel who’d make my soul kneel and plead

Phantom felines and dancing shadows everywhere
but at the end of the day, I really don’t care
Inside every atom of hate, my baby implanted kisses
I’m **** well going to make her my Mrs.

She’s beauty and rage, nothing in-between
She’s thunder and lightning, just not as mean
She’s carefully hidden, yet demands to be seen
She’s my best friend, ride or die
eternal lover on the sly

**A lucky thirteen

Streetlights line walkways like rows of miniature moons
I bask in them without respite
Creatures of the night sing harmonically
A private anthem shared across generations
There seems to be enough space for my own crooning

In a gust, the summoned lover appears
Wind greets me with irreverence
She kisses my pursed lips passionately
I savor the iciness as it distills in my blood

Above, the clouds collide chaotically
An astral ocean rumbles and swells
Its apocalyptic morphing draws one too many smiles
The pure, red sky delivers teardrop invitations

I soak in the crimson waves
They envelope me, elevate me
Wind eagerly grasps my arm
We spirit away to eternal shade

Promises were kept, dreams fulfilled
Freedom furls around my lungs
Daylight forces itself through my mouth and flees
Sighs of relief follow it

Finally home,
I sink beneath the inky stratosphere

It’s all theater
I’m just behind closed curtains
That’s probably why no one looks
The fabric forcefields let me perfect my routine though
I certainly have an array of props to play with
A little cardboard box I call home
My reliable, evergreen jacket that kinda looks like swiss cheese
Oh, and a Styrofoam cup to collect my keep
My reward for tonight’s performance

Are they all in on the act?
Pretending that I don’t exist just for fun?

I must say, this new crowd is pretty **** good
Even the little ones get in on the charade
“Mommy, daddy, look at that ma-“
The clutching and quickened paces tell me those young talents might get cut
What a shame

I remember when my boss hit the line “you’re fired!” with such conviction
I was **** well impressed
When I said I couldn’t pay last week’s rent,
my landlord must have been practicing that disgusted look for hours

I like this new production, though, so it’s all good
Sure, the nights get a bit chilly and the days can be musty
but it’s all just show business
I sleep happily knowing this lifestyle is just a big act
It’s all theater

**….right?

You thawed a frozen heart
You cooled down boiling blood
The temperature of my soul
like a little girl with locks of gold
has found the place between hot and cold

A little egg begins to roll
Her light yellow body jiggles above pink cushions
Like a volcano, her form is on the verge of eruption
Our poor little egg closes her eyes and realizes a sense of primal futility
Molten tears burn her plump cheeks as they fall
They burn with frustration’s poisonous touch

Outside, the sky hums its smooth, silky night
In stark contrast, of course, to our poor little egg

Her screams seize attention and demand nourishment,
be it edible or otherwise
Her feathery hair, shining blackish brown, is nowhere near as lengthy as it is now
Her tiny little feet have grown to a size 8 and a half but are still adorable to me
Her ocular chocolates, orbs of pure warmth, look straight into the camera with matured defiance

A look my girlfriend hypnotizes me with even today

On the edge, I feel a gust of wind splinter
It chills me like an icy hug from Old Man Winter

I see my target now
And to the Gods of frost, I begin a bow

He is my nemesis, a slimy thief
He stole her heart and left me a receipt of grief

She holds his arm, crystal love in her eyes
Beholding this sight, righteous rage starts to fly

I bound towards them, a hateful beast
My hunger for revenge awaiting its feast

I nudge her aside, unwilling for her harm
I look into my enemy’s mind, seeing the oceans of hollow charm

Unto him, I will unleash my pain
The need for catharsis has driven me insane

My love barely manages to scream, “Darling, please!...”
*I severed his throat like swiftest breeze

I see a sheet of moonlight shine on the drops of water
It looks as if streams of longs diamonds are piercing me

The entire sky resembles my skin
Everything feels familiarly cold
Plants wither and animals flee with every step taken

I lost my true love long ago

Unabashedly innocent, she bore the same scars as I
Unequivocally forgiving, she took my dark origins in stride

For her existence, I would battle both the blessed and the ******
For her soul, I would fight until my last breath
and then eternity afterwards

Devotion has no jurisdiction
Having scoured the heavens,
my search takes me to the pit

I dip my toe into the abyss as it shifts
Hell drags me into the fray
Her sweet eyes on my mind,
I dive into the fiery bays

The rain is almost silent with its stealthy pattering
I can still decipher our little song though
The rhythm of the drops is a mirror of my heartbeat
This road is empty in the dark leaving me to tear myself apart
Deconstructing what makes me whole and putting the pieces back once more
Ripped pieces of flesh shoddily sown together

Street lights shine dimly in the downpour
Even they are victim to the dark
If only the water could clean me anew
The distance from this mess would be welcomed
but here I am left to deal with the fallout of consequences
Time and time again I make the same mistakes
and the frustration makes me want to roar until the world shakes

I feel like an idiot to place my faith in those unworthy
and the tears of the sky serve as a constant reminder
The rain continues its quiet assault
and I just have to look up at the night sky with a grin on my face
while a certain finger sticks up

Sitting in my red Lambo
the wind breathing down our backs like a perve
I look to my right after working up the nerve
She's sipping that malt like nobody's business
Her hellcat smile barely containing a playful tongue
Funny, I never thought I'd be jealous of a straw

My Ray Bans refract the setting Sun's spit onto her shades
We play tag with it before tossing the light through the windshield
Doctor Dusk gave us the full dosage
The tires grind on the gravel of our asphalt Neverland
I Peter Panic when she sheds her masquerade
She's got stunning mocha eyes frosted with truthful lies
I see her spirit phasing into my chest
A pair of luscious lips giving my heart a crimson kiss

She tells me I carry the scent of leather and sorrow on my sin
On hers, I discern daddy issues and untapped sin

The girl's as broken as I am

Sure, I might occasionally be smarmy and sick
by no means, though, a consistent ****
Her giggles wash all the bad days away
so my Lucifer impressions melts her ears with a

*"Baby, wanna play?"

I see into you
I see through you
I see your weaknesses
I see what made you

You are forgotten
You are a ghost
You are a dream
You are an illusory host

We play this little game
We hurt each other for fun
We put our heads real close together
**We fire the gun

One complaint a day keeps satisfaction away
She's like a blast of wind, brief but heavy
She's got crimson eyes to match my horns
A livid lass whose voice is laden with sass
Apples to apples
Lips to lips
We deal in love like sappy fools
Left bleeding out our chips

The world is a big, grey soup and I was the soggy ******* half-submerged
My path was broken up like a puzzle and my feet trudged along a "destiny" often diverged

I visited the cinema of tattered memories
Silently watched the hasty retreats of ex-lovers on repeat

That is, until I met you
The sole ingredient spicing up my depression stew

You're a raven haired darling uplifted by breeze
The hiccup in my mopey hippocampus, a psychedelic sneeze

You said you're drowning-****** in by the ocean's whims
Well then honey, I'll help you to shore, teach you how to swim

Together, we'll dredge up the anchor of doubt
Shower each other with kisses like a pair of sculpted water spouts
Continue the raging storm over all dry patches left in life's drought

I'm done with trotting down a path quite wayward
Humming tunes of happiness that life never heard

I'm sick of haters with their pathetic aesthetics
Leave that mess behind and call it frenzied, frenetic

You're a firebird raining down ****** on my frozen heart
The Phoenix lifting this guy's affection levels off the charts

Let's hold hands down the yellow brick road and leap into the future's maw
You can be the Dorothy to my lovestruck Wizard of Awe

I'll slay the dragon and build a castle so we're able to share smiles as we should
Life life so fully that, if separate, we never could

I want to gently drag down your pants and plant snowflake kisses on the scars
Pull you out of the woods and proclaim "Darling, I adore you from the Moon to the stars!"

Let**

It’s painfully silent in the speakeasy
And this newfound peace makes me queasy
I lug around a heavy suitcase of deceit
For hiding one’s damning devils is no simple feat

Me

I stalk through and survey my domain
Hunting excellency among cheap cologne and horns of the midnight train
Right then, spotted her face and struck my most potent sneer
I could see past the plastic smiles in all their thin veneer

Make

Wait until she leaves the bar to drag her back inside the killing fields
Quickly hush her chloroform cries and keep my eyes perpetually peeled
I kiss her nape and fly away from the world’s wears
Whisper “You’re a gorgeous doll neatly wrapped in silk and nightmares”

You

Safe within the grasp of thickets, I force her grin and lick the dimples
Get struck with horror when my vision spots one too many pimples
I cry with the straw-filled fiends illuminated by lantern light
Then embrace my honed craft, without delay, for all waking hours of the night

Better

When all points of perfection fall out of quiver
When the sorrowful scarecrows look upon me and shiver
I’ll cut out my beauty’s flaws from largest lump to smallest sliver

I am unseen
Existing on the outer rim of this place
One body among the astros of cosmic space

I am a listener
Absorbing every ounce of knowledge I can find
Reserved in a space of my mind

I am a shadow
Lurking among the halls
Seeking solace wherever the light falls

I am a serpent
Calm when at rest
Sorting through prey like a confetti fest

I am a visitor
Fresh new faces glaze over my eyes
Oversaturated smiles are met with shy sighs

I am distant from every peer
Bitten by the fangs of fear
Unrecognized by anyone
Stuck watching from a one-way mirror
I'm not someone who belongs

I am a Stranger

“Tick Tock!” proclaims the clock
My closet opens up a crack
A shadow whisks out, my eyes losing track
He’s back, that frightful little fellow
I clench the sheets as my skin turns yellow
I soon hear a peculiar wet rip
And at about that time, I’m wondering about acid trips
Half-past 3 AM, a red, leathery hand grips my calf
My eyes shut tight as he starts to laugh
I wake up nose to nose with the scrawny thing called Ticker
He gnaws on my lips, wearing a favorite snicker

I would crush the guilty like ants under my boot
I would build monuments of their sins and watch evil legacies tailspin
I have had enough of their moral muddling and murderous marauding
No more innocent blood will be shed, not on my world
War will be a fable told to children before bedtime
Those with hate in their hearts would have them forcefully removed
Those that have worked and toiled in pain will be given rest and reparation
Empathy will be the currency most desired and dispensed

I would seat the deserving upon crystal thrones and indulge their hope
I would slit the throats of those that speak violence and scatter their flesh
I have no desire for solace until all have received their karmic doses
Fear is an instrument of weakness, a **** fit for vermin, not my society
I'll make a great scale within my mind and weigh deeds done
Good people deserve more than the flimsy vestiges of past charity
They will see my face and recognize that swift justice is the only solution
They will see an acceptance of death if corruption overtakes my spirit

I would raise the slaves and groom them into kings
I would turn their ancestors’ sweat into red wine and diamond rings
I would lift their chins up to the limitless sky
To infinite empires waiting to be built
This world?
This galaxy?
Ha!
The entire universe will be a reflection of my design

She stood there disposed and steady
I sweated anxiety, surely not ready
Her soft eyes were brim-filled with the dark
Her cloaked smile contained neither malice nor spark
I sensed little use in a bargain or petition
My gaze sadly descended in submission
I went up and kissed Lady Death
Putrid decay hung heavily on her breath
Her chalky arms poured me a glass of scarlet wine
Her silky lips whispered seductively
"Baby, you're mine"

I sliced open her heart

It's a sparkling sculpture

*Pure Art

I never see your face anymore

The only image in my mind is your lovely, raven-colored hair
I once had a dream about you
You were facing away from me and woefully crying

I never figured out why

Around us, a pond of pallor was dotted with ghostly remnants of trees
While I crossed the liquid fright, your cries grew in timbre
No matter how close I was to your voice, it never seemed close enough
I stopped and quickly glanced above because the Moon was crying too

I never figured out why

The wind’s touch gently blew your night-like hair against my closed eyes
I confidently summoned all octaves residing within my soul
But before I could call your name, they caught me
Hands that sprung up from the sickness, eager to ****** my ankles
My heartbroken whisper finally stopped the weeping

I finally figured out why*

A dainty little head slowly turned so I could gaze at the jewels on its face
Two rubies cascaded, their scarlet streams plummeting off pale cheeks
While you returned to looking forwards, sobbing droplets of agony
I felt unforgiving murkiness drag me down below

I remember a time long ago
When each person carried emotional baggage in tow
We held friend and family member equally dear
Kissed every cheek and wiped away every tear
Now we lie cruel and rotting under the sun
Devoid of any sparks or pangs of fun
We’ve forgotten our righteous ways
Seek therapy from bad decisions and ashtrays
All sense of the common good is delivered through slow reactions
Overshadowed by emerald greed and ***-soaked distractions
I’ve tried to convince my children of the change
They just look at me as an old dog ripe with mange
To all my loved ones who have died
I can at least mutter "I tried"
I suppose it’s about time to scrape hope up and wash it down the drain
Sit out on my porch, feet propped up, watching society fall like rain

"You Did This"
              -Son

A little guilt goes a long way
Even the sturdiest oak can be made to sway
Figments of people duped by atavistic views
Waking up from bouts of fervor
A most sadistic snooze
They repose like overgrown fountains of youth
Their dreams rusted, forgotten and that’s the truth


In a lonely forest, oaks fall with the loudest screams
A somberness aided by clouds and defective sun beams


My soul has finally given in to moralistic cracks
For now it’s about as clean as mud pies and tire tracks
I’m wobbling down my lifetime from crutch to crutch
Wondering when to finally whisper “****, I’ve seen too much”
So please, return me home, send my spirit way down below
To lands of rusted dreams and toss-turned pillows

The night casts its long shadow over my flesh and blood
Yet, my body chooses not to fall into the natural rhythms of slumber
My eyelids are made of stone and are locked securely in place
My imagination runs amok and dreams fill up my void
The song of crickets punctuates the conversation with myself
Days long since past are still fresh in my memory
I feel like ideas are surging through my head ready to burst through my eardrums
But my arms and legs do not match my metaphysical wishes
They are numb and useless
Like a slow river, the bed seems to carry me to eternity
Gently taking me to a place far away
I need to rest so badly
The pangs of responsibility echo through my being
I have things to do; I have people to meet
It’s a curse
To never be able to match the cycle of the light
To bear witness to the passing of time
Locked in a coffin of consciousness
Ah, the sun is back; time to drag this empty husk out of bed
Light pours through the blinds, in an endless stream
No, arouse yourself from this folly
The shadow still remains
You were always wide awake
Hopelessly thinking of tomorrow
Pondering this night until daybreak

I remember when the worst thing around were these shadows that dance on my wall
Open windows served as music, for the wind’s rhythm drove specters to sway
Standing in the doorway, with the lazy hum of bees outside, my eyes panicked

That was years ago

The shadows were just glimpses of the realms that resided in my head
From the cavernous depths sprang a Panther colored like silky ink
It prowls both my mind and waking reality with an equal vibe of eeriness
Recently, a quiet day of class turned gruesome within seconds
Caught up in a cold fit of hatred, I saw my classmates’ bodies slumped over
Their blood formed a massive pool reeking of crimson
I saw that **** cat stare at me with liquid eyes while it lapped it up
A few blinks later, Geometry class was back to its usual dull droning

I honestly don’t know what to believe anymore
I’m not crazy, I’m not crazy, I’m not ******* crazy!

Or am I?

Every time things go back to normal, there’s a tinge of sickliness in my gut
The grim expectation of more horror and gore
Every time things go back to normal, I think of buzzing bugs and melodic wind
I think of phantomous felines and shadows waltzing across my wal

Come now, my friends, let us all be wrapped up
This cloak of lies smothers us so pleasantly
Our eyes are always closed and yet they see everything so clear
The moon shines bright on the thoughts ruminating in our minds
Sometimes our sight is free of the cloak long enough to get a glimpse
A small look at the façade we inhabit so eagerly
Trapped in a cage, with smiles on our faces, we watch the world carry on
**Waiting to escape

1.
I open Her stitches with the dullest screwdriver available in my horrid workshop
I ask her if she wants the agony to cease and she promptly responds “Stop!”

Her request is denied just as my affection was rejected through paper, red ink, and hollow apologies

2.
I assail Him with with a hammer until bony shards protrude from skin
The boastful **** is still breathing when I contort the lumbars of his spine

This gory peacock’s skeletal feathers display my anger in all essences of its awe-inspiring glory

3.
I dangle Her plump body over a chimney billowing greasy smoke
She attempts to strike deals for mercy and I respond with a choke

The bargaining persists all the way down until rollicking flames turn her mouth into silky ribbons of ash

4.
The Next frequently indulges in unspeakably awful chipperness
So, naturally, I make him gulp down a week’s worth of happy meds

While his heart sputters, depression’s taste wipes away all traces of the a smile on his face

5.
My work done, I casually stroll back home
I muse on all the wicked deeds finally expunged and take out a shining Magnum

The cold piece of steel turns around to face this peaceful victim, its trigger pulled in **acceptance

You go to sleep
A loud cry causes your eyes to open
Stumbling into the hallway, your vision seems changed
Everything is so clear and shiny
Like your eyes have been upgraded tenfold
The house is illuminated by some strange glow
A pulsating purple ebbs throughout
This **** hallway seems to be going to eternity
Your feet begin to feel wet
Puddles of water are forming everywhere, coming from above
The faces on the ceiling just keep weeping and weeping
Their mouths contorted by painful sobs
The end of the hallway seems to be close
Is the ground moving or is it just you?
The walls seem to be inching closer
Why is everything tilting?
You’re almost there, you can do it
Why are they still crying?
You begin to see an outline of a figure
The little girl is waiting
Why is her dress torn?
A ribbon slowly falls from her hand
You reach down to pick it up
The skin begins to fall of her face
It gathers in clumps near her feet
The skull begins to mouth out the words
You move in closer to listen
Why is she whispering?
Your body shifts closer to the little girl
The purple begins to get even more intense
Your ear rests against her teeth
She quietly repeats herself
“Please cry for me”
Two trails of water slowly roll down your cheeks
You awaken

I am quite the vivacious, little serial killer
A mentally unaligned, malign blood spiller
I am a stringent supporter of firearm regulation
Explaining a proclivity for machete fueled decapitation
I’ll grant you a deathly diagnosis
Feed off your breath in twisted symbiosis
I’ll calculate the perfect blade length to flay
Find the best ways for you to squirm in honor of payback day
It’s very sharp of you to worry
For I certainly don’t **** in a hurry
Oh darlings, do the math
Two bodies and a laugh equal one psychopath

Who’s there waiting when wickedness grips you by the nose?
It is I, a fluid shadow, the King of Crows
I sniff the air for errors to rectify
Meet them head on with casual discernment and a nebulous sigh
My pitch-black wings swing to all the towering views
They allow me to see the innocent spread too far and too few
You vermin, your hearts are tattered and filthy
Time, once again, to deck the halls with bowels of the guilty
An inky body is smeared with various coats made from innards
I relish the chances to wear these pulpy suits of sinners
It is my name, Corvus, that prompts sickly trembling
In my image, death is the sole figure resembling
With tinges of rote, I descended to the city not-so-sublime
Flitted past sights of iniquity and people of grime
In an alley, I crushed your skull
Chalked up the mesmerizing mess as a sloppy miracle

Killable

I’m staring down eternity in a hearse, waiting for the traffic of demons to disperse

I’m lounging on the constellation of a large spoon

Curled up, catching some Z’s by the Moon

They sling “psychopath” as an insult
Bitter chuckles are the result

I’m a countenance of compunction

Feeling my bruised soul twang with pain at every immoral junction

I’m stuck in a reality that calls me the menace

Like Rikki Tikki in cobra infested jungles

I play the Gothic tune of death in my mind

I sever the glue of innocence and ties that bind

They chant my name with nursed hate
They throw blows in a ferocious spate

All I need to escape is an utterance of confession

It’s the sole solution to dig out of such deep a depression

Yet, I contort out of the grip of these vicious cohorts

For a question pierces my psyche like bullets in the brain

Why should I denounce myself as a monster to condemn
**When they fail to see the ones growing inside of them?

You’re struck by thoughts that zip like raging electricity
Charged wholesomely by the eye snatching power of curiousity
There’s that hefty knapsack of guilt constricting your back
A tear stained jacket olive green and not so fresh off the rack
Typical attire adorned by an untamed hellcat hellbent on the attack

You’re always eager for flimsy fellows with paper mache names
Too bad they catapult you back into prewritten tales of ill-ridden fame
You seem to entice the astral glare of scorching stars
To unwittingly interrupt Nature’s frolicking soundtrack at all the key bars

You’re Alice’s protégé adeptly meeting learning goals
Far surpassing her mentor at the art of slipping reality and falling down rabbit holes
A spirit shedding her blouse of light and taking a dip in the lake of souls
Writing new mythologies amidst the morbid company of witches and trolls

You’re burned letters and missed calls on the phone
A slowly sinking stone
Filled with grey from every ***** to bone
Wilting words spoken monotone

Bite your tongue, swallow your fright
Hush the voice, blind the sight
See through vapor, peer through smoke
Cry from pain, the killing poke

Specimens of long pig struggle from their mound
Sky-splitting screams starkly resound
My veins circulate a steady stream of spite
For their mewling humbug has turned quite trite

It wasn’t too pleasant when the taunts started to singe
When **** forced me into a balancing act across society’s fringe

One by one, I separate my courses from the flock
Store their tender bits inside of Ma’s favored crock
I then engage in a vigorous process of toil
Lower frantic faces into water made to boil
Skin hastily detaches, tongues flop lopsided
Scalded fists clench and eyes bulge cross-sighted

I scurry on webs of scorn
Maim my prey with marks of malice
Eat torn hearts with mine retaining its layer of callous
These lesser swine are absorbed into my design
Their bodies gorged on with generous gouts of fine wine
“Oh, I do hope not to get too drunk”
-I think while chewing on an especially splendid chunk

Every single day, I struggle for my own existence
I shift into imaginary realities without a hint of resistance
“I wonder if that eerie feeling will come back today?”
Of course, it does-in dreadful ferocity and without delay
There’s no use in logic anymore; I do believe my brain’s flown the coop
It’s hard to be stable, to be strong
Especially when your mind’s turned into soup

I have a damning devil inside
A fearsome force with plenty of time to bide
Its flaming tongue laps up tears like milk
It’s an addiction born from the pyro pits of its ilk
Happiness and freedom now lie in the past-they are dust covered relics
All thanks to the beast on my palm, not found in any Psalm
A square-shaped psychedelic

She had the sweetest little eyes
Cheeks that, when kissed, tasted like dual apple pies
She’d reach into your heart for some love to “borrow”
Leaving you half-empty and ensconced with sorrow
She was unseen-had a blacklisted history
Wrapped up foolish lovers with enticing mystery
She gave out the absolute greatest of kisses
Alas, love charms fail, Cupid’s bow misses
I was able to see through the veil, past her charade
I suppose this was punishment for my reckless serenade
She had the sweetest little eyes
Ones which would coldly watch on if the world ever dies

I am not your savior and sure as hell not your friend
I’m the cleanup crew-your life’s dead end
I am not one to be toyed with, not one to be trifled
I’m the clearest voice you’ll ever hear with no way to be stifled
I am not prone to begging so watch me smirk at your prayer
I’m a lie concocted in style, a silver-tongued soothsayer
I am not a guy who feels very much, whose heart can ever cease to darken
I’m a product of reality’s riptides, the thing your nightmares harken