Fallen

Positivity blinds me, It fuckin binds me. I strive, Not to thrive! To just survive. Tight rope walking, Fake shit talking. Welcome to my life, The age of strife. Bat shit crazy, With a hungry knife. I get paid I get laid, The chaos fades. But.. The demon might sleep, But my soul it will … Continue reading Fallen

Backwards

One step forward, Falling back, Broken ankles, Legs go slack. Molasses footing, On sinking land. Failing forward into quicksand. Life feels bleak, But I remember, The truth I seek. No matter how much you fail, You always must try... To prevail.

Craven

Slithering underneath, Where no one hears. Hiding behind, A mask of tears. Skin crawling, At the sight. Smile twisted, Wound too tight. A secret hid, In plain view, Stalking prey. Nothing to you... I don’t know how to be brave, When all I do is “Misbehave”.

Frailty

Structure unheard of. Unsubstantial in stance. Flagrantly fluid, Brings on a trance. A trifle misleading, Appearance is meek. The illusion subsiding, No longer weak. The stench of a demon, Brimstone and fear, Sulfur and suffering, Brings on a tear. Do not mistake, Beauty for love. A changeling can wait, Below or above.

Christmas Chaos

So, I haven’t been posting as much as I would like too, but that’s how the holidays go. It’s been chaotic here, but in a good way. Just scrambling around trying to get everything ready for Christmas. This is the first time in years that I am not working Christmas night, so I am pretty … Continue reading Christmas Chaos

Windswept

Trees freeze, Caught in the act. Brought to their knees. Carrying a heavy burden, Branches twist, Dancing in the moonlight. Frail limbs snap, Parting ways. A sight seen but unseen...

Sometimes

Running, Punning, Always stunning. Driving, Thriving Always striving. Fighting, Delighting, Always writing. Spinning, Grinning, Always winning...

Singularity

(Dedicated to my loving wife of almost 10 years) Will it happen, Once again. A moment etched, Forever in my mind. Still nights spent alone. Questioning. The reality of it all. It feels like yesterday — Everyday. 5 years blends with 10, But these thoughts never rot. Freshly sewed pain, From a barren field. Dried … Continue reading Singularity