The mourning fades with slits from razorblades coming on from the torn apart Beauty she cries weeping beneath these skies with a bullet lodged in her heart
Tag: rhymes
Renditions of Reality
As I remenice of old times good or bad now past I cant help but write these rhymes not to think to fast I found a peace in open minds experimental feelings in this void of life amazing what wisdom through adventure find’s as I feel the cool edge of the knife not to die… Continue reading Renditions of Reality
False Poet
(I think the catergory for this piece is fairly self explanatory! 😉 I am not a poet I don’t look at a sunset and think of Spectacularly artistic ways of calling it a sunset I am not a poet The only beautiful words I know are those of others Or my thesaurus I am not… Continue reading False Poet
From the Pits of Hell (or Writer’s Block)
For the past three years, I’ve been trapped in hell. At one time, I fancied myself a writer. Among many of the things I wanted to do with my life, I knew that one of those was to write. If I was incredibly lucky, perhaps see my book in a library some day.I have always… Continue reading From the Pits of Hell (or Writer’s Block)