#qualms
A tranquil state
A music of chaos
A quiet was confused
A trouble to the heart
A scorching sun to the skin
A freezing cold to the bone
A courage was mustard
A threat was faced
A brow was raised
A secret was unveiled
A bark of a toothless dog
A sound of an empty barrel
A serenity recovered
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 2:26 PM UTC
They speak with such hostility towards my goals
But they're just simply non believers
I stand on top of my sentences with promise and I don't play games
Despite me having a hard time speaking
I come off as slow but I'm simply moving too fast
For someone who is in complete denial of what I have to say
I take pity on those I have hurt
Because I wish I was able to be the only one who was hurt
Too many scratches inside my soul
The Angels couldn't recruit me to protect their threshold until I healed my wounds
But the heart resides and looks for shelter
Two actions at once
I'm a man trying to revert the dagger that I didn't see coming
This blockade of sadness is forthcoming
I must subsidize my qualms and dry my palms
I have too much soot on my hands
I must clean myself before I can be transparent again
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 6:10 AM UTC
sugar is how we got here
sprinkled on things
that were once plain
and thus made
so much sweeter
doused on the
painful qualms
of everyones stupid
life
poured on our
guilty pleasures
that keep us astray
from what we know
but sugar gives us cavities
rots our teeth
rots our soul
rots our world
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 4:30 PM UTC