What, then, is taste but those int… Active and strong, and feeling ali… To each fine impulse? a discerning… Of decent and sublime, with quick… From things deformed, or disarrang…
In the minister’s morning sermon He had told of the primal fall, And how thenceforth the wrath of… Rested on each and all. And how of His will and pleasure,
Why don’t you see What is meant to be? Who could compare? No one, I swear. Let it just be you and me.
I have reached a time in my life w… P.F S.G.H.
I did but dream. I never knew What charms our sternest season wo… Was never yet the sky so blue, Was never earth so white before. Till now I never saw the glow
The beautiful thing about being ug… Your mind is who you are. When your flesh rotts away, your m… Forever transcribed, with pen on p… I think of the writters who are no…
What does it mean to be alive? It means to get away from tears. With no wings to touch the sky. To sing a song in front of fears. What does it mean to be alive?
Say it to me slow because I could… Why the fuck your words made a dif… On the apocalyptic nature of your… Publicly lambasting me for what it… Slipped into the cracks of a fonde…
He protested all his life long The newspapers lied about him vill… That he was not at fault for Mine… But only tried to help her. Poor soul so sunk in sin he could…
Each time I look in the mirror at… All I see is a woman who has noth… I’m willing to conquer this entire… By taking full action What I wouldn’t give to reach my…
there is a place safer than this garden, one that grows in sorrow and do i really wanna know your pain. one that grows in the early mornings just screaming help me find my garden of pea...
She never let’s you because if you were a mile away you will hear the screams of her mother & the idiotic boyfriend screaming even louder. But where’s her father? Well he’s nowhere to ...
You’re watching your body crumble and the chunks falling build a cor… The shade in your wake, only proves you’re ahead of the wr… The Archetype better fits the opp…
Counting the strings One by one; five by three The more I count the more I wonde… What do these threads mean Two by two; seven by five
As I feel the blade caress my skin I blink back tears that are half pain half sorrow. I see the blood gently slide down my arm and splash in the sink creating a new work of art. As I di...
An fairy tale comes to mind and dr… When a never ending stares at you… A shatter moment takes away time t… It takes time to realise you’ve be… It takes time to smile after broke…
I would have loved: there are no m… I would be great: there is no prid… I would have sung, as doth the nig… The summer’s night beneath the moo… But Saintes hymnes alone in heave…
On the Death of a Friend The late chrysanthemums that speak… Are budding now as I prepare to l… I read today that my dear friend h… His soul has flown – there is no c…
(Mother, Don’t Read This.) On days overcast when the rain is… And the queen doesn’t growl in her… I’m so here in the now—so here in… Like when I was young, just first…
i will always be there for you and i pray that you never have a… tho the world is cold remeber who… and i pray that you never have a r… grandma didnt care for me but i wi…
The Flame holds your eye, And Illuminates the sky. It churns and pierces cloud, casting light upon the cowed. It rains heat...
Gun shots grave plots boms drop Hearts stop A father morns a son left dormant On the cement A wife dies inside a mother crys
Staying afloat, I’m ripped down again. Into the deepest abyss. With notice
In the time you’ve come to know The toll of time Ticks at the bell And reveals itself to you From the pain of darkness
Dark & blank the void pervades us/persuades us to grasp the fervour of religion in order to survive.
Dreams dead. Hopes burned to shreds. Reality hit by a lightning bolt. Perceptions of an identity lost, Ego in revolt.
How can I ever be untrue To her
Lord Shaftesbury YOU have done well, we say it. Y… And, of the man that with the righ… Less than the left hand gives, let… He has done something for our wret…
December 17, l807 - September 7,… THOU, too, hast left us. While w… And sorrowing hearts, we mourned o… The flying season bent its Parthi… And yet again our mingling tears w…
Feelings when not expressed hide behind masks of blank facial expressions that leave no impressions. Imbedded so deep they turn into emotional scars and scars not taken care of bleed re...