Category Archives: Poetry

Why live as a ghost? Wherever you go you bring darkness Nobody cares, not really What’s there to wake up to? A brain with unbalanced chemicals It can all end The suffering The torment These are the thoughts leading up Just get it over with already Let it end

What chance does one have When they’re born in jail? She’ll trick Just a child herself Tell me, what is it that’s got your attention? Yes, her neck Reach out and touch it Fantasize, child, fantasize… You dusty old Cemetery worker Transforming into something… Strangling for thirty years Nobody seemed to notice Ninety three womenContinue reading “Little”

Another evening drunk and alone Nobody stays I’ll make them mine Boring into the skull I told you, I just want to take pictures Sleeping with them Loving them even after death I’ll make sure you’re with me forever You’ll never leave

Confined to a hole in the stone wall There’s too many offenders on this wall Wasting my existence in sally ports The horde are escorted Single file they said Stop talking they said You can’t go home they said I’m low on flags During the light hours all the bloodthirsty merge Vexation Astriction Preaching, complaining,Continue reading “Untitled Poem Two”

Those savage cuts into my skin I’m daydreaming again Cuts up my arms I cannot hide Everywhere I go they talk “When’s he going to off himself?” I’ll die in my own terms When I’m ready

The infection made its way in Unfurling throughout the mind Seizing the prefrontal and the medial lobe That fucking static Factory noises The energy mimics a tweaker Turned me into a slut Now that brain lies Razor for the cutter It’s all up my arms Pain is a distraction And only then will the volumeContinue reading “Factory Noises”

There’s been malfeasance That disconcerting cesspool Pay no mind to my odd behavior Isn’t a worm still just a worm I know that the saccharine child has been stashed away Never to be seen again The faces, the voices Confined, lost, inaccessible It could be my manic episode That’s all it would take Out ofContinue reading “Untitled Poem One”

You touch me in my sleep Often I question whether I’m even awake Two places have met I walk between unknowingly You can’t lie, I know it’s real No fly list I escape to my own crumbling place

Hello, yes I’m in self isolation Lately I’ve been quite the paranoiac Shadows dashing Yes, they came back just to insult My minds the source of abuse Who shall I be today Who shall I die as Sitting in a fail Bricks coming out of the wall Excuse me, I’m a rambler Until my nextContinue reading “Vale”

Mercenaries under father’s spell Ingesting the chassis Amaurotic serdoms Knife in hand Old books burn well Bloodbath, massacre Executing each cleric Abolish subjugation Eradicate father