As I sit with eyes and pimples burning, my mind feels liberated. Nose twitching and thin lips knotting up with the effort of keeping mucus in confinement, my chubby fingers begin to shake willest hovering over a glowing Logitech gamer keyboard. The primal urge, not unlike that of a menstruating woman’s need to urinate after …
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Self-Portrait
True story. Always lurking deep There is an anger Then there is the Other The one that feeds She revels in it Anger and pain From within and without From those around us My Demon is patient My resolve is silent I lean on Her in crises We are impenetrable Childhood trauma Stifling Her over …
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Exhasution
Laughter echoing inside hallow walls Small hands painting on an obscure canvas Sooty paint littering plain marble tile These visions that intoxicate the mind Prompting disquieting tirades in public Cracked ego whose only witness is dumb A rough history of disbelief Water losing its flavor between slack jaws
The Revolution
This used to be on the entrance page to my old site years ago. Welcome to my realm of darkness, a single beam of light shines on my well known Silent Fortress, illuminating majestic shades of purple and a small glimpse of heat. Where night seems to last forever and sunlight never touches the dark …
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Life
Transcribed from a dream that I had during my late teen years. A man that looked incredibly similar to Father Time was browsing in what seemed like a huge private library. Books of all sizes were stacked neatly on thousands of shelves, all the same brown color labeled “Life” on the side in fancy gold …
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Creature of the Dark
Old passage that I wrote trying to depict an action sequence. It was unnaturally dark and the silence hung uncomfortably in the still air. A sudden movement behind abruptly broke the silence. Sweat began to accumulate on my forehead, running down my face in rivulets passing through my eyebrows and stinging my eyes. My heart …
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Fate Creates Opposites
From senior HS years. Fate is hate Faith born too late Double-sided coin love and hate Too scared to love Too painful to hate
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Five years old. Mother of the Sky Child that never dies Silence learns
Windows of Mystery
Five years old. Eyes are the windows to the heart. Eyes lost souls opening forgotten doors making the world shiver windows
Land of Righteous Eden
At least five years old. Ballad Dear daughter Sing to your solitude Laugh cry smile in my heart Blessing