change your lives in a few second;
biggest fear is not being there
when the ones you love most need you
left dangling off the edge
ready to jump
with a faulty cable
i see it at night
in front of me like a mist
barely there
and i wasn’t
Tag: Life
demon slayer; single humans
touch of hatred;
carried a long way
held every thought like a parent
grew up playing catch with his brothers and sisters
you could never tell;
trained to never forget
triumph will never relieve
one day will walk in the light my brother
your journey will bring you back
raising petals; completionest
i need you
like the flower needs the sun
when it’s all said and done
as i wilt away
in trenches of rain
my last thoughts will be of you
days spent in shine
my final quest;
pressure point; stuttering in ink
i remember when i met you
starry eyed and a poem in my journal
it was a love poem;
swamped in your lawful eyes
justice in your hands
sanity for love
and I find fresh air in your presence
crossing the milky way; tickets sold out
paid twice the fee
parked in the front
lights beaming in the night
front row:
stars feral and hungry
frothing at tasty planets like a buffet
lined up, ladle like soup
never enough always back for more
take a tour have a map- tour of war
a petting zoo of history
wall puzzle; trouble ;bottomless dream
building a puzzle
without all the pieces
test my patience
buidling blocks surround my knuckles
science project and your the thesis
a little love and all my dedication;
that’s the kind of love
i’ve been dreaming of-
one bred of dreams
probably why the puzzle is never finished
different pieces every night
never waking up so by all means
maybe not forever just give me another minute
before stripped by daily light
empty verse; live mutiny
i. watch. myself. through. a. window.
i lost my pulse
driving away in a hearse
my reflection is a curse
nothing but a blank verse;
i. wouldn’t. wish. this. feeling. on. anyone.
emptiness bred immunity
only one in my community
before banished via mutiny
leaving me with this opportunity;
let. me. leave. this. hell. i. called. home.
the place where you and i become crowns; fairy tale and a magic wand
there is no place
for lazy bonds or magic wands
in our wonderland of music
strings and kings playing for titles and bibles
ceremony of rings
loving all of your vitals
down to the very bones
our love made from thrones
sticks could never break our stones
belonging; a planet of one
saying it doesn’t make it true
lose before you win
spin the story around
drowned in the details
tales you won’t remember
member of the team
dream tonight of staying
narrated – r
the fall is graceful;
treated as beauty and all we can talk about
the rise is ugly
sweat and blood
scars and tears
summed up and fastforwarded
with a catchy top ten hit
just to watch the great fall;
Saint's Muse 