black rose petals fall
a dark veil for our dead
love transcends the loss

it's one of those days
where nothing seems to be going right
and everything is out to get you,
woken up on the wrong side of the bed
and your whole day is off
you feel uncomfortable
but for no particular reason,
you're trapped inside with nothing to do
desperate to socialize
but your mood is contradicting your thoughts
and you get annoyed at the littlest things
but you don't know why
and no matter what you do to fix it
nothing will change
because it's one of those days
and those days never end
while we're stuck inside,
doomed to repeat them again.

we wish life as smooth as a lake
but destiny gives us a roaring ocean

well,
i will take it

I know it's a difficult time,
Understand that you are characteristic
And so on -
- Despite being characteristically
You are still excellent ...

As for my current mood,
It is very similar to the last minutes of the apocalypse
Feel the love.

My honest concern goes to Mother Nature
For she proves as fickle as I
A late September with the winds of December,
A truly wicked surprise

But she has my understanding not scolding
For too many times have I,
Taken what was once a peaceful October
And scorched it with the fires of July

Violets in my hair

Whiskey on my breath

Neon letters scrawled across my porcelain chest


Heaven looks so far away


That which makes me envision

Also steals my youth

Like an ancient smoke cloud thieves the mood


In one small stroke

Of my feathered ink pen

I could sign away the future

The whole earth

Is drenched in pearls

That glisten

Like the glitter on a winged cherub


The universe, in its entirety

Is bathed in a ritual bath

Of waters that are blessed by mothers


The space I now occupy Is covered

In the vines of a grassy bungalow

Cursed with graces from Golden Times


Utopia is real