Fated

Sliding upwards, Balanced slightly. Blinding light, Stagger nightly. Demonic fright, Unnerving screams. Shadowed by forever dreams. Unshakable pressure to preform Backed by an emotional storm. Empty feeling, The darkness appealing. Directionally challenged... Fate holds cards, it should not be dealing.

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Quickest Month Ever

Running fast and feeling great. This last month has been crazy and hard, but totally worth it. I’ve been working as much as possible in-between spending time with my family and starting my business. Staying indoors is my thing anyway, and now I have something to focus on. I have a tendency to go overboard … Continue reading Quickest Month Ever

The In-Between

Trapped... Light hits the dark. Shadows spark. Substantially vague, Memories plague, My fractured mind. Gray in design, A blurred line. Pain without measure, But equally pleasure. Sight unseen, The In-Between.

Quicksand

Caught... Distraught... A Single Thought... Why? Brain fried. Love denied. Stripped of pride. Awestruck. Cement Stuck. Out of luck. Stranded. Branded. Where have I landed? Fuck the plight, And this eternal night. I won’t go down, Without a fight.

Thunderstruck

Shaking. Fetal and cold. Alone. Story untold. Waiting. Hating. Debating. Noise without action. Can’t gain traction. Still life. Still strife. Frozen in place. No light, No fight or flight. Just this eternal night.

Fire

Tested. Bested. Hardly rested. Singed and burnt, The lessons learnt. A pause... Reflecting, Inspecting, Life neglecting. Focusing on the fire, Lead me to admire, My hearts desire. But... So much focus, Tends to cripple. Consequences ripple. I played life as a game, But sadly missed the flame.

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”.