Time

Take a minute to be silent, 
take this time to listen, 
to listen to the voices in your head, 
do they rhyme, and are they sublime?
or are they silent? are they dead? 
do you hear music 
or do you hear the faint cry from another time? 
a life past, something that will forever last.


Memories are made all the time,
but the best memories are made by friends
and the worst are made by things we wish we could change
but memories are memories, 
they are the lessons we learn from.


so take a minute of your time and see where your mind takes you.

Nothings Left

No inspiration.

No creativity.

No imagination.

Nothing to set my mind free from the constant internal conflict that i'm cursed by.

No words that want to come together to form a meaningful piece that's worthy to be read.

This can only be blamed on myself... For I've lost reason to hate, to be sad...

I've become content with few emotions, no reason to have the rest

A mask I shall wear forever more

A fake smile, a lie amongst the other lies...

This allows me to hide in plain sight and not need to care as I once did..

Though I think it is impossible to never love...

Another Means of Anger

He leaves a trail of blood in his wake
His eyes like fire, burning up other's hearts.
what they dont know is that the blood is his own
he's coming apart slowly, his skin giving way to a new being
whose skin is molten and his blood ice,
his heart replaced by a core of dark light,
Now that his rage has consumed him
he walks the planes, lost and confused
destroying all in his path unintentionally.


Now his hands have become weapons,
his screams reaching far away ears
his rage fueled by his loneliness ,
he has been like this for countless years
perhaps his voice will pierce your heart
breaking it when you feel the sadness hidden away




He searches endlessly for one who can withstand his wrath
the one who will love him for all his flaws and imperfections


Now he stands facing you, his fiery eyes cold,
his expression seething with countless emotions
as you do not perish before his, a smile of sorts dwindling
where only an angry frown has been for years


A new beginning is in store....