Sympathy Before Grief, Agony before Peace

The eerie effects of neglect, an emotional embrace, and its effects when hallowed haunted hardships start, despair in broken hearts. Anguish's gnawing grasp will beseech, anger lash defies one's belief deification! disillusionment's dedication in frustrated contemplation. These confinements of sympathy before grief, agony before peace flowers for the frantic fools forsaken, jaded gratitude's anticipation. Mourning…Read more Sympathy Before Grief, Agony before Peace

He Who Would Be King

Empty heads wicked hearts oh vile frail! fallow men vipers we plucked, maggot infused flesh festering rut. Look into the shallow inners of this beast! no release, fanatic cries! zealots, not herd, agony! should be stirred. We speak his evil will, your succubus will conceal her ills in a roll of the dice wraith! is…Read more He Who Would Be King

Grief’s Strains Within Sorrow’s Pain

The kiss of tears tracing the tracked curves in cheeks, the anguish ache in agony's aftermath is now complete. Dread distressing clear skies reaffirm the dire in disbelief, in the belly of the fire, whispering whimper looks for relief. I'm jaded the tolling taps of time mourning remembrance, vexing! vulnerable now voided vigil's vow of…Read more Grief’s Strains Within Sorrow’s Pain

Bartender! One For The Road

Critically conflicted! the frailty in those fragile fragmented memories, this adhesive affliction, an admonished addiction lacking redemption. Delirious! dismal distill depression, the broken dreams from deception, the chaos of emotions, a jaw of life extraction read the news caption. Overdose! those on the rocks overindulgence! convulsive explosions, oh twisted bodies of wrecked life's the blood…Read more Bartender! One For The Road

Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

My lust cries out to your scent upon the wind, you failed to give in, you burn under my skin. Your demands your bold my pride l fold, I demand to come in, you burn under my skin. Your eyes they tease, on my knees I say please, you are my sin! you burn under…Read more Lust Shame! And Sin, You Burn Under My Skin

Cries In The Night, My Desperate Plight

Those gathering storm clouds, extinguishing my life that should have been, is this the end. Distant memories collected through turbulent waves over time, your kiss! is no longer mine. Volatile winds; scattering the flames of passion, those smothering ashes as it happens. Standing on the edge of this abyss, the rhythm in a life that no…Read more Cries In The Night, My Desperate Plight

The UN Spoken Pack In an Anxiety Attack

For those who will not know oh volatile shaking of the inner core, this fearing of the UN named, the tear stains from crying in vain. swollen eyes bear witness to weary hearts being left in the dark, those blaring trumpets of dread will spread, it's how terror is fed. ​Glib is the UN gracious…Read more The UN Spoken Pack In an Anxiety Attack