Time to write a poem with some shameless rhymes
I don't know why
Perhaps to pass the time?
I don't get structure
What the hell is verse?
Which line am I rhyming with?
For no reason at all, purse.
Okay, that rhyme was pretty cheap
Almost as bad as the next one
Which is something about sheep.
This is too easy, rhyming this with that
Hey, who's your favourite super hero
Mine dresses like a bat
I kid, I kid...
Wolverine almost never dresses like a bat

Lay down there
Stretch out your arm
Try not to worry
The needles mean no harm
A flash of pain
A sterile ache
Accustomed with time
You'll barely wake
It draws you in
And swirls you inside
They said you'll feel better
They clearly lied
Through blood you'll travel
Ceaseless miles of tubes
They'll clean you out
What have you got to lose
The hours pass
It seems you're done
You're free to go
Just don't try to run
Arm bursts open
Damage looms large
Hold the pressure
Stop the charge
Must be fit leave
So you'll come back tomorrow
Abandon your plans
You have no more time to borrow
Alarm bells ring
The machine calls out
Don't you dare leave
It all but shouts
You are my captive
I'll drain your soul forever
Make no mistake
We will die together

I can't go back...

Too long blinded by hindsight
You'd burn your eyes just to see a new dawn's light
Wicked things made of sinewy grace
Say it isn't you, but guess who chose this place?
When was it that you began to fear joy?
Or better yet, tell me why you fear at all?
Day in day out, curse the air you breathe
Why do you persist? A tighter tie is clearly all you need.
Today, tomorrow, just which will be your last?
It never comes, no not for you, you have to live to hate your past.
Can't you see the parody you have built into yourself?
You want death, but without the price of  health?
So lost, buried under your own lies
Every wise man knows, no one really wants to die
No, just to collapse our darkness, just to see a better life.
So dispense with the sickness upon which you are built
And on that day, I will be free of your guilt.

Everyday there is a little less.
A little less consequence,
A little less shore.
A tired tyrant, an affront to a relentless sea.
Aghast at his cohorts,
They make friends of the waves
Joyously they swim and swirl through their deepest caves.
Yet down its long and crooked nose the tyrants gaze falls with ill favour upon the waves.
With a languid angst they trickle and sway,
They take a little more in a salted assault,
Day by day.
From sheer rock face, to grains of waste
All the tyrant can do is sit,
And wait.

A systematic canopy
All the thoughts you've had of me
Immune to tragedy?
Then sit down and let me remind you.
Words of a worthless fate
All this sadness built up with hate
All broken, ruminate
This is a world that I'll never thrive in.

The things that you said, and the things that I heard
The difference underlined
Now tell me how to get out of here
Endless deficiency, built right into me
Do you think that I like this?
Insight the curse of the soul I bare.

Turning to dope to cope
Salvation's tied in a rope
A hopeless, bitter *****
Oh please God don't let me go down there.
Redemption shall not be mine
Unnoticed passing, Fine!
You were born to toe the line
And my fingers can touch your horizon.

This light, it drifts on in waves
Herald me, let me catch it
Let me drink it.
In the recesses of my mind
My darkness contorts to hide
How it loathes these better times.
As ever, light's tide subsides
Darkness reclaims its wicked halls
And again supersedes all that has come before.
Trapped within this deadened state
The past is all I can't erase
Shudders in the darkness
Mimic the stirring of a soul
How I long for something more
Yet in the darkness of this maze
I am blinded by twisted views of fate.
Sincerity could bring serenity
If only it were real.
Monstrous red flowing from lines of fragile blue
The dark zeal and steel rule supreme.
These are the things of which I dream

Yet again cowardice stays my hand
I lie awake and dream of being that better man
The glorious shards of light brought on by those anonymous smiles
Perhaps they will quiet the darkness for a while.
I convey the words of a source unknown
I assure you, you'd find no pleasure in my own.
To illicit joy, laughter's light
Cut great vast scars in my night
The magnificent contours of green grass and sky
If only this too were not a lie...

How I've yearned, Burned! For those days of light
But the sinewy hands of a loathsome mind
Will grasp and hold the weakness of these times.
I struggle, I scream
Surely a God would cut these ties
Oh kaleidoscope, oh light!
Darkness has seen you sink and fade
I begin to both forget and regret my better days
My mind spies betrayers, witches and fakes
Yet they are your righteous, your angels and namesakes.
And so, I shall dwell in Hell
For this Heaven's sake.

Melancholy, I know thee well
For together it was that we formed this
Somewhat archaic,
And far from placid Hell.
But I long for so much more,
To break these bonds
To settle this fight.
Courage now I ask for, as you heard me right.
No longer the whipping boy, I rescind my love
We’ve gone past contrite.
What more is there? Came your ponderous voice
For now, I only seek your silence
Too long berated by your incessant noise.
I yearn for the great big “more”
To be more than shallow,
More than special, indeed,
To be more than a man.
To be the legend on every lip
Master of the seas!
Both every swell and every ship.
No man or beast to stand before me
Not even he of horned head and cloven foot.
To illuminate the heavens, and manipulate their cosmic dance.
To truly, embrace the celestial
To give God no second chance.
These are the length and breadth of my yearnings
Impossible, beyond all certainty.
Oh melancholy you sweet, sweet thing,
Return to me now
To nullify my mind
And poison all I think.
Tie these hands so they no longer grasp
Not for Heaven, not for glory, and least of all,
For love.
To inscribe my name on immutable existence?
Ha, a laughable task
Beloved melancholy
Envelop me in you
Until I breathe my last.