I immerse myself in literary marvels and self-loathed poems
Any brilliance found in my work ,
Is in the space between words and the gaps between the lines.
Silence is golden.
I survive by breaking the golden rule...

...I want to take you everywhere I've been.
To have you look through these eyes,
The filtered images through liquidized eyes
Accompanied by ghastly thoughts.
Come onto this roller coaster ride.
Battle my demons.
Try to win...

How long can i endure?
I've buried them so many times.
The zombies and ghosts travel in my shadows,
Lightly and ever so softly
Pushing nails into my brain.
Showing me picture shows of beautiful stories.
Stories of love and companionship,
And spirit crushing images of a slow dissipation of lives...

---- Welcome to my dementia ---

...The outer limits of a young boys mind
A ****** in a devirginized world.
Dancing on forbidden ideas.
Lusting for a sense of belonging and genuine companionship.
A world of electric monologues and synthetic laughter.
The well has dried up and i thirst,
I thirst for sincerity.

Pull the trigger and land the bullet
Into the mental membrane.
Punch a hole right through it.
Become the catalyst for a revolution.
Let the light in to melt the wax exterior.
To enable a freedom long since forgotten.

Let them breath...

Let them breed.