Winter Is Not To Be Mistaken For Tomorrows Yesterday- Wrapped In Words

Sip from the cup that made the cinder dance upon the skyline of tomorrows unending touch, for within the glory of what can be is the desperation of what we need, searching for that impossible something we cannot have or see, yet always yearning for its completeness even when we don't understand what it is, …

When The Plastic Is Torn And The Mould Grows – Wrapped In Words

Thrusting vertical compressions against a stone slab made of forgotten sources,  veracious sicknesses wanted for your skeptical monsoon, a blistering storm of nothingness taken from within your bitterness, while I gave you something worthy to say, I took away everything else you ever needed, I submerged everything you ever were in a foothill of mud, …

Telltale Signs Within The Wrapped Dressings That Cover My Broken Soul- Wrapped In Words

Fissures crack open in the shell that once was solid, broken visions, scares upon scares, who was I to be this man, who am I to see this pain, a vision of denial, a separation of church and state, forgiveness and damnation, forgetfulness when I release I am late, no time, flights of fancies, restoration …

Sweeping Conversations Drowning Off Shore In An Inch Of Water – Wrapped In Words

Beats they part, plays the role destined to be, forgery of the plastic spoons, emancipation of the self, designed to be not like this, when eyes are not my own, and the bloods spills from wounds open like breathing holes, we are worry, you see things wrong, insect like workers, mixed signals beneath a metal …

Seething Wickedness Seeping From Within – Wrapped In Words

Considering the focus of denial, we stepped forward, blood running down our faces, chemicals burning our flesh, we were becoming, we were ascending, destiny was within our grasp, like a golden ring, promised from the gods,  then the darkness soaked in to the everything around us, but in the end it wasn’t the darkness that …