I cleansed the knife
you stabbed in my back
and cauterized
my bleeding wounds
with it.

The human being is a madman lost in his/her adventure.
Blood in the veins
People with masks on:
Further dims the confinement
of this human cage
We’re all accustomed to..
Take a breath
An act of faith
Will 2021 change our lifetime with
the cross of illusion that 2020 gave us?

My ghost is a blade
Stone by stone
I pervade

Sitting in a loft of treason
Transmuting a spinning cycle of pain
I see through the translucency of all of it

These shaky frames with their eyes dangling
Raise your spirit to me
Fire beams perforate the lost

Fermented
grapes
distill the wineries of seasons passed
over into the space
between death and the living
Breathe.

'I am the Empire at the end of the decadence’.

I fell for you the moment we met,
But not all at once.
It was a slow descent,
More of a seeping
Into somewhere I had not been before.
Would it be sweet and warm?
Would it be tranquil and still?
Or would it chew me up, spit me out,
Leave me drowned and alone?

And I kept falling.
And you dragged me down by my hair.
A flirty text tugged me down like a brick,
Towards some unknown damnation.
A grab of the thigh sent me spinning,
Over and over and over for weeks.

Then I landed.
Without grace and grazing my skin.
I landed in a place called Truth.
It was filled with a single light,
Surrounded by shadows that whispered
that you would never love me back.
And the whispers broke my bones,
They drew blood from my nose.
I screamed.

But then I began to float,
Carried by a warm wind.
A wind who called herself Revelation.
She told me to rise up
And to realise that you were still here
Here for me.
And that even if it's not in the way I wanted,
It's more than I could ever ask for.

Now, basked in the light of Friendship,
My bones mend, my nose stops bleeding.
And I can start healing.

Death is coming out of me
Every memory of pain and mourning

I’m bursting with light

Despite the dark I’ll come forth with
Roaring hope and fulfilled longing

As I ponder upon my life
I feel as though I'm trapped inside a book of science fiction
Deep down in my bleeding heart I hope its about a
fantasical expidition
But in reality,
all the pages therein
Are screaming of my affliction
I pray with all my soul and might that there will be a
miraculous transition

I know I am the author
and that I hold
the key to victory
But what becomes of the ending
We'll just have to see
I need to pen in an
overcoming battle
And set my future free
I need to set up the ending
And decide just who I am to be

With all these things in mind,
I still frantically flip
through all the pages
Knowing all the pain I've caused
And seeing my past rages
Seeing all the failures pass
As it comes and goes in stages
How can I conquer all of this
When Ive been a total waste of space for ages?

I cannot help but gaze upon the blank sheets that follow after
After all, this book is not sci fi and I wont let it become
a great disaster
I do however, have a hero
and that hero is my sister
Ill be a mighty warrior just like her and I'll become the victor

I look towards the ending with my inspiration right in tow
Knowing that ill overcome and that my strength will grow.
I see my hero overcome on a daily basis and this
hard fact I know.
So just like her, I'll fight this battle everyday even if the goings slow
Ill do my best and fight the fight
Take up my mighty pen of life and deal the final blow!

I sure would love to write. But long behold I have my consciousness to fight. Get out of my way you *******! Get out of my sight! What you're doing to me is vile, it just isn't right!

Ha! You're terrible I tell you! Your work is destined to fail! A pathway of let downs. A pathetic paper trail. You're just writing for dumpsters like its discarded mail.

Silence you demon! I will discover my strengths and discover my style. Bet your *** on that you *****. Or my name isn't Kyle! I'm not destined for failure. Youre making me tick. I'm fed up with your ******* and you're making me sick.

Hahaha I see what's happening here! Im winning you over because you're beginning to fear. You will never silence me because I am all that you hear. Throw away this writing because your ending is near. Boo hoo you baby! Are you shedding a tear?

Fall back because I'm conquering you! My determination is gritty and my motives are true. In loo of my weaknesses and in loo of my doubt. Ill never give in and cry, nor will I give in and pout. My armor is powerful and my posture is stout.

Ah, I see. Are you now breaking free? Are you standing your ground and silencing me? But what of your writings? What will they be? A dumpster fire! I bet your *** we will see! And when that happens Ill be filled with glee.

Its over Debby downer because I'll learn new techniques. I'll lay down my heart and all that it speaks. Ill write highs and lows, Ill write valleys and peaks. Ill write with the blood that my bleeding heart leaks. Now change your attitude because your attitude reaks!

I understand and submit. I lay out the red carpet for you. I see you speak from the heart and your heart does speak true. But nevertheless, I'll stick just like glue. When you worry and doubt I'll be pouncing on you. When you're pondering ideas and out for something that's new. The writings you write without me will be few.

Tousche, that's fine, but you've run out of time. Now let go of the pen because the pen is mine. I'm free to write my writings and the feelings sublime. When I master my craft my writings will be so divine. You're despicable, a decrepit rat! Ill be successful.
You can bet your *** on that!

😭😭It all ended in smoke😭😭

*********

I won't be very gentle, If I shouldn't say Goodbye .
We have gone through Countless hustle, bustle, But your heart and memory still fully dry.
          
You've passed through double-puzzle,
so do I.
Not only with your bubble trouble,
But also with covered shadow-lies.

Flashback! You seemed quite humble,
very stunninng beautiful butterfly.
Fearlessly I approach you and stumble,
with your cradle lullaby.

Flashforward! I had Bible when I fall, knowing it would give me an audible sigh.
Not because I never fall or fail to fall,
But had fear to fall in love with my Ally.

On 14th of February I recall,
Reciting my first best poem, "I comply."
Followed by  Endless texting and calls,
I cercrifise my heart to be a twisted pie.

Like an horrific mathematics table,
I felt proud criming it, wasted time rhyming love sci-fi.
Our relationship was like an American football,
Where modification was to be held to qualify.

I was left in the fog of a Temple,
Like a frog, waiting for your magnifying Justification to standby.
Was too late to clarify the jungle-rumble,
Coz you left me in a cage tongue-tied.
I never get your co-operation, So our love passed by.
Now probably, I write this last letter to you to say good-bye

To being and end
Life undoubtedly used to be thoughtful
until you became thoughtless f**
with the inconsiderate
Why inflame to be tough with words.
Out of all the nouns and verbs heard mouthing,
Mimicking public gimmicks vue'd
reused hoping it'll rescue you
from your current situation.

They have finally cloned man.
Vultures looking for validation
to eat
One man's trash is another animals treasure
In this kingdom.

I hate the word humble
I'll rather have reality over imaginative validation
having to tip toe around to not offend the ground
rather i'll leave a building for my young to build on wealth

Generational Empire or at lease somewhere to live
Deconstructing these blueprints
that has been illusory to pass me's and future men

Clarity is nothing unless action follows.
Rest today always become rest assure tomorrow

Finding comfort in your demise because
At lease you have a bed this time
Though this house is not your home

Time merits beauty
Breath is food for thought
Cognitive slips into depression is reality
and shell be appreciated as such
As this is proof of you living.

I myself used to be a superhero.
Oh my, I have aged.

thoughts in my head clouding my sight
my anxieties keeping me up at night
constantly thinking you’re not on my side
thinking that all my demons will collide

there’s something in the water i drink
i know this because i fear what i think
you tell me i’m crazy and that we’re okay
are you tired of reminding me everyday

i spin further away from my truth
i dive deeper into the pain of my youth
digging and searching for some peace
but these voices in my head don’t cease

i remember the rush the joy the ache
knowing there was something at stake
self harm my absolute longest lost friend
i hope that we never ever meet again