Fictions Face, An Intimate Taste

Would I be the figment in the folklore, oh fiery foolish fabricated fairy tale for feeble fascinations. The creative charisma in crisis cruelties, forces favors in the forgery of fiction, curse apprehension. Bizarre fallacy brews in mythical heroics, dreaded demon deeds at hand, some just call me bogeyman. Embrace allusion, even give it to the…Read more Fictions Face, An Intimate Taste

The Devil Is In The Details

I going to ask you this question? I'll be tact please hold your aggression, can you ever get pass your narrow point of view, or is that offending to you. Sometimes I fail to understand the intentions of my fellow-man, with death and destruction in that news flash! why do some always ask, what's their…Read more The Devil Is In The Details

Imprudent Will, Repulsive Still, Then The Kill

Rejecting the darkest delights as you run to the light thy crown prince of the night you know the devils bite. A crude braggart broods the penalty for being that fool as the dogs of war resume collecting the feeble doomed. Then what of the those things that are now not expected add the demeaning…Read more Imprudent Will, Repulsive Still, Then The Kill

Crimes Evolution Hell! Raised By It’s Institutions

The red and blue blinking lights on a wet cold indecent night the end to a high-speed chase, bloodstained asphalt disgrace. Stay behind that yellow tape, a community tries to understand while looking at the chalk outline where victim or assailant lands. A mother trapped! explosive illusions, indeterminate is her collusion, allegations frantic state, forensics…Read more Crimes Evolution Hell! Raised By It’s Institutions

Within Evils’ Hands Wickedness Will Stand

Oh callous cheats within the currents of cynical corruption, among those who add hates incendiary! spontaneous combustion, the forsaken cries of¬† docility¬†the genteel who are genuinely gifted, let them die base on the laws of survival of the fittest. The wicked hearts and twisted mind of the miserable rejected by the mistrusted, give proof to…Read more Within Evils’ Hands Wickedness Will Stand

MY SHADOWS

Darkness follows the twisting of lost time this improbable hold as thy story unfolds. Irrational the visions that permeates my mind this tormenting it's unreasonable that's what I find. Chasing foolish thoughts my heart beats in vine to long this lack of sunshine I'm now going insane. The grotesque figures on the wall that's what…Read more MY SHADOWS

If It Be Thy Will

I bleed before his will, a fear of death in the night's chill. Will the haunts of a desperate deed, seek your soul for the sowing of thy seed. The solitary suspicion, illuminating transition wicked yearnings screaming from divine burnings. This scornful madness among the selfish sadness, casted this shadow upon your brood! the devil's…Read more If It Be Thy Will