My Life Made As A Stranger

Sanctimonious insults hidden in plain words, the deceptiveness of your misconceptions interspersed your lies, a sickness growing behind your eyes, without indulging the curiosities of a wanton man, fortune waivers, endings crave for, time no longer waits, a world growing upon those insanity hates, strangers made not born, weavings of wickedness, living to forgive, forgiving…

Whispers Of A Former Lie

Twisted in your demise as you were twisted in life, weathered hands around thy throat, strangulating the life from within, but your empty eyes held more than a soul, it housed a house of pain, a wave of torment flowed free, a tornado of lost souls swallowed by the emptiness that filled your cup, a…

This Was Not Of My Choosing

Fear feeding a cacophony of fears, drowning upon itself, the weight it’s own, no salvation, for salvation is a fear within itself, severe the tie that binds the fear into my self, disengage the finality, sacrifice, the lamb was never the intended, my own self targeted for ascension below, forget the meaning, let the words…

A Festival Of Flavours Seeping From Within

Exonerate my existence with a careless twist of your soul knife, deeply dug in my insides to hurt not to kill, you want me to suffer, you want my tears, you don’t want me to die, you exonerate my existence, you wipe my slate clean, YOU WIPE MY SLATE CLEAN! you rely on my pain,…

Corn Fed Lies Given To Fly

Untrue designs tested to fail, solitude ripped from beneath thy grasp so desperate, a river flows by, moments drowning upon moments, time once resourced now but a window of fleeting photos, be the secret hidden before them, show no meaning, rest without comfort, the end was long before the beginning, so there will be no…

Arise Through Darkness

Whispers of darkness, moments in time, a deceiver in the mists of oneself, my reflection now unknown, who am I if I am not me, or was I always someone else, words make no sense without self, but what is self? how can I be without being? a promise left, a moment given to mirror,…

Your Twisted Hand Held My Own

Crimson on dark, separation of the depression, emptiness within, litres, a sea within free, name one by one, shape within the shape of nothingness, believe the reasons are just, forgive the need, be the blade, shape within the shape of nothingness, forgive, be the blade, forget, forgive me, but never yourself, for your twisted ways…

Silence Is A Suffering Of Semblance

Castrate the guilty for pleasure, fertility of the empty glass, an ending without a beginning, succulent visitations given to the fowls, replace and reverse, take the beginning back to the end, somehow there comes the inevitable, the darkness, the indignity, trying to steal what is left away from who I was, from who I could…

What Bitterness The Shovel Left

A kingdom for the silence I crave, A minute, A fleeting minute, How do it would be welcomed than to hear the constant hissing in my ear of her voice, The one who fell before my axe, I know she is not really there, I know she rots I the garden, Feeding the worms, I…

Stop The Wound From Growing Across Your Flesh

Sufferage, The few, The many, On winds of gruesome failures comes its curse, A sweet tooth, A bitter lie, Something to remember, Another thing to forget, There is no forgiveness, Your existence eternally scared from the first time you opened your eyes, Fearing all that exists around you, Destined to be but a footnote in…