I long to be what I cannot Chasing a cloud of mist Speeding into reality without censorship. Headlong, into a world of excruciating loss, pain and misery. A pure soul, running with abandon, Into the swathes of corruption and esurience, That bathes our wretched, desolate world. Terror and fear, poverty and deception. A land seemingly contrived for the sole purpose of Sucking the joy from all aspects of existence. Agony and suffering closing in from all sides,...

I’m sorry, Death. For the hatred you garner For the fear you sow For the disgust you place For the abhorrence you plant For the loathing you leave For the execration you situate For the revulsion you hold For the odium you bestow For the pain you spread Within the hearts of all mortals, Setting them on fire. I see now how wrong we could be. I am truly sorry. My regret is immeasurable....

I’m sorry, Death. For the hatred you garner For the fear you sow For the disgust you place For the abhorrence you plant For the loathing you leave For the execration you situate For the revulsion you hold For the odium you bestow For the pain you spread Within the hearts of all mortals, Setting them on fire. I see now how wrong we could be. I am truly sorry....

Living along the lane In filth, misery and squalor. Hopeless conditions. Everyday passed is torture. As the problems pile, You eventually come to realize, That a life like this isn’t worth living.

The clashing ideals within the world, expansive to infinity. So different, All our beliefs. Left and right, black and white, God and science, All existing together, In an angry mess. And when asked to change, To be more accepting, They lash out, Like a viper, Fulminating with hatred, Eternally obstinate, Eternally obdurate, Eternally doomed, To ignorance

Manic Joy, Inescapable Despair. Drunken Narcissism, Sober Self Abasement. Drops of Genius, in a Sea of Madness. My life is a series of highs and lows. But in spite of all my time living, I have yet to endure a moment of dullness.

Lightens the dark of night, While causing it. Turning the shadows into beings, To haunt or possess you. Devious, Deceitful, Distasteful, Devilish. The shadows lurk in the unilluminated night, As if waiting patiently, To strike.

The moon rises, signifying that the night has begun, and so have I. My thoughts become clearer, my wits sharper, conscience keener, embracing true contemplation. I ascend like an angel in flight, my mind unchained, embracing true liberty. My passions flow through me, like a torrent of rushing water, embracing true emotion. Inspiration in every idea, fresh and bright, embracing true thought. I drain myself, introspecting throughout the night, in hopes,...

The sun rises, bathing the world in light. The moon rises, bathing the world in twilight. The tides rise, flowing with the hum of life. The mountains rise, since time immemorial. All rising, ’till the day of their dying breath.

A truth so difficult to swallow, A house now feeling so hollow, A person taken from life to death, A great strife filling up my chest. My mind on her, my mind a mess. A deep blue has commenced. When I can see you, I am not certain. But the passage of life is never curtained. I will see you, I promise, By the rocks Down the seashore, Where the tides flows on,...