where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Silicon silence infested the wooden throne that stood at the foot of my house, darkness red with eyes full of hate ate away at my insides, reveal himself to the burden of a world gone insane with trepidation, fornicate the foreskin of a forsaken shaft, resent the misfortune, break free from the wisdom, suffocate to …
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destilled in the vengeful tree, we sit us three, devotees to a cause that is not real, gimmicks laid forth, masks worn and torn, a memory, a lost translation of a memory, rekindling of a burden, infused, refused, was it important to forget, or insulting that we had never remembered until now? A crack through …
Chew the fat from my sides, work your way into my insides, make your bed, fill my hole, worship, whoreship, witches burn there too, summoning the inevitable, feeding the flesh, circulating the poison, taking the bait, a destiny, a desire, for telling the future with a target on your back, a tomorrow left undone, a …
Continue reading "A Mirror Of A Reflection Baited In My Mind"
Wanting while waiting, a perpetual voyage into the nothingness, the mindless misery we call home, a voice, a void, Suffering inside ones own self, how can the mind lost within the place it only resides? how can a mind die while it still live? can it be found in time before the rot takes it …
Upon your finger is your doom, unrelenting insanity calling you by name, not only part of you, but living within and outside of you, a leech by any other name, sucking the life from you very bone, sanctified, no apology, justified, no ideology, calcified, this misogyny, feel the breath of a thousand whores, know that …
Continue reading "One Hand To Choose From A Basket Of Insanity"
Simplify the radius of my hate with a forked tongue full of madness, your dialogue has come from the same place as my own yet it seems more tainted than my own, is it your lips that make the words sound of a different nature, or is it the lies that spew forth from then …
Continue reading "How Wooden My Intelligence Seems In Reflection"
Fields of dying weeds surround the thorn wearing queen, the seeds sown were dead before they were planted, in a world void of colour there can no other, dying is just a disease invented by a hateful creator with jealousy in their eyes, so why don’t you blow me world like your queen once did, …
Continue reading "I Never Told You How Stupid The World Seemed Until It Cracked Like An Egg"
Salvations call beckons, the soil embraces my cold flesh like an old friend, the life that once flowed through my veins now drains out through the holes on my throat, no resurrection, no second chance, I’m a son of man, not a fictional character in an over exaggerated book, but what if believing made it …
Destroy all that is with what could never be, ignite the ignorance with fury, deceiving oneself with lies told beneath thy skin so thick, suffocating with asphyxiation, my own hands tighten, the world spins around me as the light draws away, pain no longer mine to maintain, virtue far from my grasp, elevation of the …
Precious moments lost in a lie engorged by time, standing but in my mind I am lying down, a world filed with the unstoppable, tomorrow always a day away even if I don’t want to face it, my wanting and need ignored by the world outside my skull, perpetual movement of a life that was …
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