Drinking can drive a family insane, It destroys your family all the same. My dad was an drunk from beginning to end, Now, he is almost close to being dead. He beat my mom and my sister leaving dark bruises, It was his favorite past time, one of his muses. How can somebody be so bitter and mean inside, I never understood what... More..
Guilt and Punishment It is a vicious cycle that goes round and round, Punishment and guilt seem to go hand in hand, The Guilty are never truly in a state of remorse, Yet the victim relives the crime for better or worse. There is no retribution or little recourse; the vic, Relives the ordeal over and over; unable to erase it ... More..
The Eyes Imagery The eyes are the secret to a dark soul, Real or imagined we really don't know. Soft as the ocean so brilliantly blue, Sadness is something that's imagined or true. The eyes hide our secrets sometimes to well, Behind all the tears there is a story to tell. A lifetime of misery or terrible deep strife, It is n... More..
Greed Money is the stem of devil's greed, It finds the weak; it begins to feed. It starts out mild and grows in size, Before too long it consumes your mind. It steals and robs parts of your life, It will take your family and your wife. In the end you stand completely alone, Everybody precious is simply just gone. Without mon... More..
More Than A Kiss The long lasting kiss sending chills down my spine, Whispering in me ear, tell me you'll alway be mine, I quiver and shake at the delicate, savoury touch, Gentle and easy, desire is building, overwhelming us. I can barely breathe the sensations are a soft tingle, On the tip of my tongue, every-time you let i... More..
In poetry you can write just about anything if you can make the words sound good together. They call this rhythm and flow. Not all people show traditional rhyme because they find it uncomfortable. When you write poetry you can fantasize about your lover and who you would like him to be. You can pretend to be in the mind of p... More..
Rolling Fog I walk through my life in a dense fog, Things are unclear as I enter the bog, I can't see anything; like my sad life, It's gray and gloomy; reminder of strife. Life was not pretty; I was covered in fog, Blind from all; as I trip over a worn log, I can't begin to start life all from anew, Fog won't let me; a storm... More..
The Psychopath The thick blood runs deep as a large river, From the deep slash of the sharp meat cleaver. The victim gurgles and drowns in their own blood, The sick psycho stands over his art feeling good. The next victim is not as much real pleasure, The killer wanted feel fear he could measure. He waited for the woman to b... More..
My life is a jungle with enemies on all sides, I need a good refuge with a place to hide. My therapist says You can't go on this way, Antisocial and over-phobic is no way to stay. I need to learn to rewire my broken down brain, To let go of the negative thoughts making me insane. I've spent a lifetime running in panic and sh... More..
Our Breathe It is so precious; it sustains our whole being, A gift more wanting than our favorite known dream, I hope everyone realizes what a miracle it truly is, To have an abundance of substance needed to live. Not everyone has the wonderful gift to simply just do, What comes very natural like tying your running shoes, So... More..
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