I try to get my mind back
But it's all falling through the cracks
It's all so scrambled
Pick up the pace, you mustn't amble
Please save me from this mess
Insanity is no gentle caress
It hurts, it burns, it stings
Peace, to me, nothing will bring
Yet I find myself unable to cry
Even if I often wish I would die
I am not brave enough, you see
I find myself unable to end me
From myself, I must be saved
To my demons, I am enslaved

With empty hands and heavy heart,
I hope to die before I'm merely art.

gnashing teeth and broken wings
spilt blood reflecting heavens glow
a chilled sweat in the summer sun
golden ichor mixed with pitch tar
gleaming light and scarred horns
iridescence floating on acrid gasoline


you were the closest thing to holy i'd seen outside of church paintings
i was almost afraid to touch you with my dirtied hands
how was it that while i soiled you, you greeted me like a friend

I gaze upon this poison
Held within my slender hand
All the fates needth do
Is cut a single strand.

They'd said, "from the path, do not stray"
But oh, look at how the trees did sway
Beconing you, closer to come
Life lately had been rather glum
So, into the forest you strolled
Going against what you'd been told
You never wanted to go back home
Through the forest, you would roam.

Eyes aching,
Smile faking,
When had I last slept?
Hair unkept,
Coffee drinking,
Why am I always thinking?

I've lied so many times,
That the truth is hard to define.
Am I dying or am I just fine?

Tobacco and wine
Flowers and pine
Our love was bittersweet
I loved how I hated you
And you hated how you loved me
Together, a chaotic symphony

Let's love each other like children
lazing on the couch, raiding the kitchen
Eggos and Saturday morning cartoons
Don't need a marriage or a honeymoon

Cherry blow pops and dollar stores
playing with plastic dinosaurs
Cause we're of a different breed
This platonic love is all we need

As my heart hardened,
I began to garden.
Filled not with flowers,
but plants of power.
With poison and bane,
I have slain.
I'm now feared.
Finally revered.

Her eyes are black holes.
swirling vortexes of emptiness,
capturing everything in their path.

Her smile is a comet.
beautiful and inviting from afar,
yet terrifying up close.

Her words a supernova.
mystifying and awe inspiring,
capable of causing so much pain.

Her emotions, solar flares.
fleeting yet intense,
unpredictable and inexplicable.

She is the universe.
vast and incomprehensible.

I am the heavens.
bringing love and light.

...if only she believed in me.

A poem is written about coffee
After a poet's insomniac night
Full of stained ceramic mugs
And crumpled ***** of paper
Filled with poems
They wish they didn't write

I wish I may, I wish I might
Feel my soul fade away tonight.