A reprehensible fear.
A white wash. Deep, entrenched and seared.
Holding tight was is near and dear.
An unshakeable. Fear
She squeezed her hand between the rockface entrance scraping the skin off her knuckles
In her personality
Allow the rain in
Cooling and soothing
The rush of blood
A racketeer by way of debauched adolescent. It was the only forseeable at the time. It’s easy to cast blame, sure. But it was a them or me. I’m a simple animal. I chose to meet my immediate needs. It had to be […]
Craving for touch
Look me in the eyes
Show us our humanity
Give me one look,
My eyes were closed but I could feel her flood me with light. I am saturated by the constant and unnerving desire to kill her.
Her vitality hit me with a thunderous slap; moving from revolt to must have now to holding.
“winning the hearts and minds” – early wounding.
i close me oyos the spots of light n me mind becum a ComBUSTion ov st*rs spirallllllllllllling in and out of its3lf – a glimpse of it all n its Glory!
A kiss upon the shoulder,
Grants entry into my castle.
So simple this bequest,
But you should know -
You’ll be imprisoned in fear
And darkness. You’ll find no rest.
Iron heart clangs
Fistful of tears
Winds up the rain
Braving the storm
Yet not capable
The tide, the tumultuous
Wrapped all the way round,
Twisted and defaming
A wretched and blaming
Archaic bastardization of ideal standards
Shove your morality
Replace it with my self righteous wank
Round and round
The port has sailed. Swept by hurricane winds, lifting it clear off the shore. Ships caught in it’s wake clink and crumple against the crashing waves, like tin cans on the back of a newly wed car bound for a beginning.
Ants follow one by one collect into deep crevices preparing for wind and rain.
A mist of thoughts each flickering and zip around the edges of his mind vying for spotlight. As he turns his attention they drop into the thinness of air merging with him entirely.
Chance; a self revelation to an opportunity awaiting recognition and deliberation.
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