Hope is a poison I drink When I need to drownThe sorrow of my sins…..
Hope is a poison I drink When I need to drownThe sorrow of my sins…..
The basis of our feelings Whether real or imagined Is a clamp that grips As tight as we allow it
After a couple of decades There’s no pain greater Losing years In a day
Flow is overrated Against disciplineOn commandSummoning a strengthTrained to respondOn demand The fruits and the flowers No matter how gently it came to viewThere’s a scale where this seeming serenity Can be perceived as chaotic […]
The peril of hanging on
The fear of being held back
The demons that honesty lead on
To a truth that needs to hide
Until deemed acceptable
The creative and rational thought Don’t exist on the same plane Different rules Different games Simply segregate The misanthrope to the articulate
In between words
I’m sorry for ruining
What’s expressed as misguided lust
Dampened the little trust
Founded on ornery crust
Feeding my soul
We all get caught in the lie
That we inject our brains
To prevent internal nihilism
While you’re still here…