they say, 'it's all in your head...'

i ask, 'where else is it supposed to be...?'

butterflies flutter -
reach for the nectar of life;
winds change direction.

stream of consciousness
carves a river, unknown -
ego takes a dive.

drop of blood in fire,
trickles down the flame - loyal;
the covenant smirks.

you pay the levies
you grant the deceits

you fall behind
you fall from grace
you freefall

you get what you deserve
you deserve what you get

you take your time
you partake
you mistake
you get the point
you get by

you yearn
you learn
you lone
you moan
you atone

you know the stakes
you do what it takes
it’s all you

sticking to my guns,
i never realized that
they’re pointing at me.

death is humble;
death does not discriminate;
death is everything,
but life.

the banshee wails loud -
coddles the heart of darkness;
the echoes shiver.

the fishhook plunges -
catches a big one, adrift;
the tension scales up.

desperation grips
the mind, hell-bent on treason;
the devil grins, proud.

a beautiful smile
penetrated my blunt heart;
the pain felt knifelike.

perilous forests
lay bare: sheer, dark, and sincere;
so many secrets.

my grudges relish
the taste of isolation;
bitter by the day.