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Future Muse

The fame of fortune delights in an attempt to singe the faces of likeness. The urge among the toil to grow is lost upon an increasing unawareness of saddened thoughts of unwinding time. The fibers entangled through a self titled entitlement cannot find their way through. So, a diseased way must carry the day and try to find hope in the mystery.

You

eat me breath me love me make me force me take me kill me will me drink me hold me forget me remember me leave me forsake me sell me buy me tell me find me lose me sue me high me tie me crucify me love me hate me feel me break me give me take me control and regulate me consume me presumably have me gage me point me wildly seize me feed me sooth me beat me console me fool me enlighten and ride me reign me rope me force me tell me drown me save me wear and tear me smith me gift me grow me fear me see me hear me smell me touch me taste me craze me hell me bell me kiss me cut me like me bite me drink me spank me capture and grow me show me light me pick me pour me create me craze me smoke me roll me ease me carve me pluck me plug me whisper me whisk me softly caress me choke me scratch me heal me hang me reveal me raise me daze me conceal me shake me deal me sigh me wine me fuel me patch me drive me rattle me dress me confess then undress me aim me shoot m...

Conjecture

Sweetly kissing death. Making choices outside of your authority. Expecting all to care, show mercy. Uncontrollably vomitous at ethically conceived actions. Redeem yourself with nothing left. Aspire to inspire lacking qualities. Because it's all okay when forgiven. Have you found my forgiveness? Transparency. Execrate. Respectful of the disrespect you're blind to. Falsities lie in those who surround you. Amends? Those are for the strong. Lacking expectation. Faulty understanding. Hate to disdain.

Dupe

Save your soul, you manipulative fool. Eat your vomitus burdens. Inflame your torture. I am at fault. You are the cause. And I am lost.

Taken

That time when all you want is gone in time, amongst the stars, and there's no rewind. The hills climb, alive, and you, you drown from inside. The vines are drawn, increasingly growing, your kind is vicious while I'm unknowing. This feeling, fragmented. These feelings, damaged. Unbelievably spoken are gracious tokens. You're the one of treacherous focus. You've taken over, controlling. Let loose of your hold, please let go. Sick and unworthy, undeserving. And who will care of the filthy, delicate burdens to bear.

Lonely Surroundings

The difference of the same is here. I find myself lurking to understand reality amongst immortality. I lie beneath a coat of struggle - begging for incoherence - longing for something different. Away and under the peaceful remittance of fortuned solitude is where the difference I see lies. My replies are more than they should be, and I am drowning in ecstasy. The hidden wells seep through my mind, and the time is gone. I cannot take it back. It has carved its way into my future, and I can only see pain. I can only feel what others must feel. Dust me from age, wither me from the future, drown me in sanity - and I become an unforgiven hollow temptress.

Incoherent

The elegant bliss, of a softened kiss has harshened the blow, of an idealistic glow. And an intense benevolence, has lessened the chance of a frightening tyrannical rule. Some heightened risk, has plummeted through the warranted rate of solitude and breaking bands of extravagant lands are rimming the skies of hopeful demands. A gracious influx of garnering peace will circumvent extremities of crucified, bare boned lies resting in, facetious casualties. Where the truth in the game, is circumstantial of pain resounding in, the relative gain.

Feeling Physics

Gravitationally drawn colors wind through time emanating torrential doom and simultaneous spice of a frost seasoned evening of depth through glass ceilings built with imaginary barriers of fear and groping angry niggered lies weave their demise falling quickly to never escape the lonely black holed eyes piercing infinite spacetime.

Bondage

Built on a crumbling stubble of rocks everyone knew falling for you was bound like the wrists of a kinky sex bitten kitten gagged and choked to forget being alone.