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Thursday, November 29, 2018

Thoughts

I’m lacking a heartbeat,
I'm losing my thoughts.
I lost love, now what do I got?
Its hard enough,
to live through this day. 
Could I be dead,
now that everythings away?

It fades my soul by the passing hour.
Looking down from that great tower.
My skin is deep,
but not deep enough for feelings,
They creep out and all is revealing.

My thoughts will soon get the best of me,
My thoughts will soon be the end of me.





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Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Savior






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Monday, November 26, 2018

Leak 11/26/18

Three posts this week. 

Savior: Visual Poetry- 11/27/18

Thoughts:Poetry- 11/29/18

Believe:Visual Poetry-12/1/18




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Saturday, November 24, 2018

Fade





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Thursday, November 22, 2018

The New Life

I feel like I was born again today,
a new standard in the regime. 
I want to do everything. 
The craving won’t stop

Loathing all my days away,
looking for the next fix. 
I’m wasting my life away,
looking for the next. 

It gives more dreams,
more love,
no pain reflex,
more fame,
more heart,
more sex. 
No matter how far,
down the spiral I go. 
As it tears up my insides. 
I’ll never really get a new life.




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Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Your Image







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Monday, November 19, 2018

Leak 11/19/18

Three posts this week.



Your Image: Visual Poetry-11/20/18

The New Life:Poetry-11/22/18

Fade:Visual Poetry-11/24/18



Hope everyone has a good Thanksgiving!



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Saturday, November 17, 2018

Simplicity of a Thought

Washing away my heartbeat,
with the simplicity of a thought. 
Why try to find people,
if you is all you got?
Some are decieving,
others are dead.
People will destroy you,
is what I said. 
Why believe in another,
if they don’t have your back?
I know what I have done,
I have knowldedge of my sins.
You know who is going to lose, 
and who will win.
So why worry about me,
if you’ ll never return the offer?                  
So leave me alone,
you only deceive, kill,
and leave me behind.



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Thursday, November 15, 2018

Come to Me Now

Come to me now,
and yes I know,
I’m a little headstrong. 

Come to me now,
and yes I know,
I need your love. 

So come to me now,
and try not to cry,
I revel in your eyes. 

Please come to me now,
don’t let me fall astray,
I’ll wait for you to wake. 

Just come to me know,
and yes I know,
I need your love. 

Because our love is...home.



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Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Temptation

I’ll head off and set myself home.
I try to be quiet,
you people won’t leave me alone.
I’ve cut myself,
and tied a noose before.
The world is fake,
there is a war. 
Your mind was never right,
and your love was never pretty.
I would rather be in a burned down city.
This tale will start with a kiss,
It will end with my body,
fighting a temptation I cant resist.


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Monday, November 12, 2018

Leak 11/12/18

Three posts this week.

Temptation: Poetry-11/13/18

Come to Me Now:Poetry-11/15/18

The Simplicity of a Thought:Poetry-11/17/18




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Saturday, November 10, 2018

Demon Days and Vision

Walk into the woods, 
and find yourself a home. 
Give yourself a minute,
some time to be alone. 
Rushing words can hypnotize,
the weariest of minds. 
I can hear it in the trees,
in their moans and sighs. 

I think of you and I wait for a kiss. 
But how could you love a man like this?
The feral waves crash into my mind. 
I wish that I could leave it all behind. 

This new vision. 
Is addictive. 
I take the pills, 
it goes away. 
But I don’t want,
to live this way so,
this new vision,
is addictive. 
Just close your eyes,
and see what I see. 

The doctors they tell me,
that I can’t live this way. 
I need to take the supplement,
to force the Demon Days. 
The Demon Days and the vision,
are the elite in my mind.
They point out the flaws I have,
it helps me feel alive. 

But I soon settle with a pill or two,
to please the one I love. 
Demon Days and vision,
don’t have to be with me everyday. 
But the rabbit goes down the hole,
when I’m feeling like clockwork. 
But the new vision that I have,
it is what I want in clockwork. 

This new vision. 
Is addictive. 
I take the pills, 
it goes away. 
But I don’t want,
to live this way so,
this new vision,
is addictive. 
Just close your eyes,
and see what I see. 




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Thursday, November 8, 2018

Crawled










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Tuesday, November 6, 2018

No One Is A Winner

Bring in your guns,
there’s a new kid in this town. 
We will look back in the times,
and reflect what we have done. 
It was such a awful thing. 
It was such a hideous act. 
It was a ugly thing. 
Wish I could say enough. 

No one is a winner. 

Load up your weapons
and that toothpick you call a sword. 
It’s time to look past our differences,
and obey the holy word. 
It was a unholy act. 
We had to deny the facts. 
It was such a stupid act. 
We couldn’t say enough

No one is a winner

No one is a winner.
Starve him till he’s thinner. 
No one is a winner. 
Carve out his liver. 
No one is a winner
No act can hinder. 
No one is a winner.



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Monday, November 5, 2018

Leak 11/5/18

There will be three posts this week.


No One Is A Winner:Poetry-11/6/18

Crawled:Visual Poetry-11/8/18

Demon Days and Vision:Poetry-11/10/18



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Saturday, November 3, 2018

The Fall

With everything that saves you.
With everything that kills you.
Will you take comfort in the fall?
With everything I said to you. 

When villains take different forms. 
When people say they don’t need you. 
I’m ready to do the fall. 
When your not begging to stay with me. 

Now you won’t save me. 
It’s not that I don’t want to.
Now you won’t hear me. 
It’s not like I lost you.
Addicted to those heroin eyes.
Addicted to those desperate sighs. 

To revel in the fall. 
To everything I gave you. 
Thank you all for coming. 
I know you have been waiting for me. 

Right when the chorus plays. 
Right when I change my ways. 
I’m falling to the floor. 
Right when you said you changed for me. 

Now you won’t save me. 
It’s not that I don’t want to
Now you won’t hear me. 
It’s not like I lost you.
Addicted to those heroin eyes.
Addicted to those desperate sighs.



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Thursday, November 1, 2018

All Night







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