“When there’s nothing left to burn, You have to set yourself on fire.” Again, I am alone in this pit. I am afraid that the lights above are just other fires, so why climb out? Maybe I’d rather sit and smolder in the ashes of past endeavors. Though, you tell me that I didn’t even…
Month: July 2018
Pace the aisles Tap my foot This is a death of sorts But I am not alone. I have my thoughts. I have the memories. Weak as they are, I’ll cling and scrape Until I have every last shred of them. And then, I’ll rip them to pieces. I’ll show you what I can be….
why make a mockery of my emotions and desires after making sure I fall again I see no hesitations on your other fronts, am I again to be made the watchman of the stern? never forwards, just looking behind us waiting for something that will never catch up
Wherewithal How funny it is That we become so Artistic When we feel our hearts are broken. That desperate melancholy That courses through our Fibers As we look for other lights To show us the way. The candid fallacy of our desires Culminating In attempts to Churn Our emotions to dust. As we shall return…
Duality Pierce my eyes And tie weights to my ankles. “Is this an end or A beginning?” Ill ask, Wading into the water.