raised with bricks stacked high with a peep hole just can barely see out cold stays in life stays out- this was fine no really i prefered it this way all the big bads would come brothers and sisters dissapear but i was good; pretended not to hear their screams pretended not to care pretended… Continue reading the one piggy that got away
Tag: Regret
participation trophy; one for the grave
you matched and won i'll never forget that you showed deflated; fates and twisted humanity they go together like target and panera every corner; but ill tell our kids- you showed when everyone pointed and questioned you fucking tried; more then they can say
hollow being;
i remember screaming; screaming in the middle of the intersection no one could hear me in a box of crystal peaking out into thousand of faces none shining back; for a second at the corner of her eye i can see she looked like lazer right through me an away the isolation i remember the… Continue reading hollow being;
jungle book:’
it's raining; a week of it or so nothing stronger then the fire you left and now everything is gunfire, rounds in my captivity less and less full activity; the rain came and it was already a jungle beast running wild prowling on uneaten remains- i needed your sun and the beast came howling at… Continue reading jungle book:’
blender
it swirls inside me nothing i can do; locked in a room and nothing but a light- hearing the blade swinging round and round a powerful swosh like top of nike hill falling; shaking with floating pieces of a being i can't make out and everything goes black- falling to pieces breaking bread with an… Continue reading blender
the miner
i challenged you; further then i should have the cracks are showing and your hair is thin and i blame myself. never told you when to stop showed you how to quit just a brick and a pedal, and i only watched. i should have asked what you were thinking; what was the miner doing… Continue reading the miner
yes.
should i? wander around this empty room reading the same lines until they are burned into my brain should i? sing it in a different note feel it bottle in my throat read it write it on a different note should i? read about it on the front page kick it into another gauge feed… Continue reading yes.
lonely chamber
i believe you only get one one real shot at changing the way the world spins; so will wait finger on the trigger eyes pierced into a lens sweat falling off my brow ancy as fuck watching the fire; knowing there is only one in the chamber- it won't come back i'm not ms. jolie… Continue reading lonely chamber
What’s the Use?
They say you're nothing without it- they haven't seen it win a little makin' money wasn't so lonely feedin' kitties wasn't so phoney look how far - we - came can never shed that blame just want another minute wit' it you can leave it, you can love it they say you're nothing without it-… Continue reading What’s the Use?
broken world blvd;
forward- all forward away from the santic minefield the shadow of a lesser form frantic heat shield; you walked a lonely road the day is now red halted on tolerance avenue left pondering your world view
Saint's Muse 