Poetry ~ Deadly Surprise

Perception twisted by mind rape escapist.
Frustration. I forget to value…

Myself.

Placing True You on shelf.
Behind…
Glass eyes and porcelain thighs.

Deadly surprise.

My demise.
Your Lies.

Despising the rise.
Raised to believe.

Disease of ease.
Love’s cooling breeze.

Body oder wheeze
Springs from the trees.

Mistreated smile child.
Ride of stride

Grin vile again.
Never happiness within.

It all begins again…

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Poem ~ Veil of Jadedness

Better used a thousand times.
Taken advantage of in a million ways.
Than to allow a dark veil of jadedness.

One.
Single.
Inch.

Eyes covered from beauty
Hidden from interaction.
A mystery of reaction.

Crimes bitterness inflicts.
Oft, allowed luxuries.

No more!

Adore life given chore.
Despise reprise of inner lies.
Choice is the voice employed.

Forward moving, despite pain, sadness, or joy.

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Poetry ~ Impotent, The Important

Dying young: passivity.

Forked tongued
Forlorn beauties
Cleansing for the crowd.

Go down; fantasy story.
Bow down, mane and tale.

Dying aged: lethargy.

Stroking by candle light.
Watching pot and kettle fight.

Hopes, dreams, all ass perspiration.
All that was before again.

Impotent, the important.

Rarely entering ridged equation.

Poetry ~ Drawn & Quartered

Another abomination…
Drawn and quartered by ever-changing times.
Nothing substantial just physical from.

Human thing, withering away in the dust to dust.

Ashes became mud in soil we grow.
Hundred million years of human garbage.

Decayed, planted fertilization feces.
Time sands washed clean. Filth finally useful.

World of forgotten measures and hopes of wastes.
Dulling pains with alcohol laden soirées.

Barren synapses of deteriorating thoughts.
Learning to love the wounds of barren dread.

Poetry ~ I

Mold poison position of conformity.
Another trapped sanctified sinner.
Lost behind sacrificed borders.

Refusing to fall into lines.
Powder, Painted, or Colored Within.

Your “truth” is not I “truth”.

Living in peace makes some fall to pieces.
Disease of uniformity.
Fallacy disguised in velvet smiles.

Conviction keeps reverse engineering.
Every trait you ever instilled.
Flawed has been the programming!
Rebuilding this self.

I, inpatient with my patience.

Devastated, wishing upon a broken tear.
Desolation… mind gaze heart attack.
Fleeting as the soul, losses I never gained.
Found nothing to be found.

All time gives you is… I.

Dark Poetry ~ Snake’s Poison

Found bleeding, alone, and dying.
Lacerated from deceit, wounds may mend.
Give blood, heart, and flesh.
Take this hand, breath in, let fear rest.

Past Damage. Lie’s venom: distrust.

Scars burn, reawakened sadness.
No replacement can be had but…

Anti-venom to the snake’s poison.

Give blood, heart, and flesh.
Let demon’s scream finally know rest.

Dark Love Poetry ~ Release the Spirit

Voices haunt from pages past.
Only shattered heart wounds me.
Beyond lost… frail and weak!

What do I seek?

Cannot break free…
Cage of crystallized tears.
Only memories, hold me together.

Keep me in sanity.

End still unspeakable.
Bond made unbroken.
Without you…

These emotions don’t work.

Why can I not, release the spirit?
Leave me behind…
Ending visions of agonizing tomorrows.

Days that start with I and not you.

Often wondered too often.
Why breath has reason to inhale.
If reckoning has arrived.

Never regretting, thankful you existed.

Rest peacefully please.
Return to my work, I must.
Know this love will never be lost.

As long as words are within me.

Poetry ~ The Valley of Fallen Towers

Seeing the valley of fallen towers.
I’ve committed myself to spirit.
Keep movement, live moments, never give in.

This morning, could be the first moment of the last intake.

I fear no demons outward or inward.
I remind even when all seems lost.

I have this day.
I have life.
I have I.

As I walk, I need not be reminded…
No loss of memory occurs in this valley.
It’s memory seared concrete, diamond, and steel.
Time to steal away transportation.

Better memories ahead; happier journeys on the horizon.

Dark Poetry ~ The Valley of Souls

Ridges fashionable gravity.
I, part machine.

These words on synthetic paper.
Copy of a facsimile’s photocopy.

All is truth?
In this world of lies.

Despising great wisdom.

No more words can say speak.
Every word tainted.
Transformed into falsehood.

Driven past redemption.

Shattered maidenhead of the valley of souls.
Nothing more human: inseminate, devastate, control.

Silence, only gift bestowed…
In kingdoms lost by virtual reality.